Lyrics of huslin's Mongolian Han

The cloud on the head is heroic

The horse on the ground galloped away

The wind has been singing here for thousands of years

Water from here to the end of the world

A bowl of hot liquor

When you are drunk, you laugh up to the sky and dream of sleeping on the grassland

Throw a Mongolian wrestle a few feet away

Cheering prairie wolf, watching me wave the whip

Born in the prairie, we are Mongolian Han

Shake your shoulders and shake the sun down

A flaming chest and a black red face

An archery bow, an arrow to pursue the wind

Born in the prairie, we are Mongolian Han

Love this green, love this blue

How many memories are left in the horseshoe

In the yurt, in the river, in the Aobao mountain

A bowl of hot liquor

When you are drunk, you laugh up to the sky and dream of sleeping on the grassland

Throw a Mongolian wrestle a few feet away

Cheering prairie wolf, watching me wave the whip

Born in the prairie, we are Mongolian Han

Shake your shoulders and shake the sun down

A flaming chest and a black red face

An archery bow, an arrow to pursue the wind

Born in the prairie, we are Mongolian Han

Love this green, love this blue

How many memories are left in the horseshoe

In the yurt, in the river, in the Aobao mountain

In Mount naobo