Lyrics of Yang Zongwei's over the hill

Across the hill, I met 19-year-old me

Wearing a pair of white gloves, drinking my wedding wine

He asked me whether I was happy or not, whether I would never be sad

Why are there so many people at the wedding without a friend of the year

I said I used to keep them, and they went drifting in the sea of people one after another

The girl you love deeply married Wang next door

When I asked her if she was happy, she cried and nodded

Later met so many people, want to say to you, but open mouth

Let me go with you. Let me go with you,

Go back to the 20-year-old road and be a solo singer

Let me go with you. Let me go with you,

Against the back of the whirling stream of people, toward the barren hills, waving sleeves.

Across the hills, I met 60 year old me

Leaning on a white cane, listening to the birds singing

I asked him if he was happy or not, and he waved his hand with a smile

Around him were a group of friends who had returned from exile

He said you don't have to stay, love is a person's waiting

When the roof blooms, this is the world

There are always people happy, there are always people crying to break up

Whether meet or not, are dedicated to the years of prelude

Let me go with you. Let me go with you,

Go to the ferry stop at the age of 60 and wait to be picked up by a small boat

Let me go with you. Let me go with you,

With the hustle and bustle of people, toward the hills full of flowers, waving sleeves.

Across the hill, I met 19-year-old me

Wearing a pair of white gloves, drinking my wedding wine

He asked me whether I was happy or not, whether I would never be sad

Why are there so many people at the wedding without a friend of the year