Ten, the sister
Sister sister
Ten, the sister
Sister sister
Ten, the sister
Sister sister
Ten, the sister
Sister sister
Camellia, come on Camellia
Ten elder sisters picking Camellia
The flower basket rested on the hillside
Sing a folk song and turn home
Little brother, I'll tell you
Sing a folk song and turn home
The eldest sister is very well born and has a long face
The black braids are bright and shiny
Face like the moon, hand like lotus root
It's like a lotus pond
Little brother, I'll tell you
It's like a lotus pond
Little brother
Little brother
Ten, the sister
Sister sister
Ten, the sister
Sister sister
Ten sisters, ten flowers
Sing a folk song and turn home
The first camellia in Dali
Who loves labor and marries him
Little brother, I'll tell you
Who loves labor and marries him
Little brother
Little brother
Ten, the sister
Sister sister
Ten, the sister
Sister sister
Ten, the sister
Singing
Sister sister
Ten, the sister
Singing
Sister sister
Ten, the sister
Singing
Sister sister
Ten, the sister
Singing
Sister sister
0 Questions
Ask a Question
Your email address will not be published.