Lyrics of Jiang Ming's ballad of wanderers

The mountains outside Qingqing mountain are covered with clouds

Flowers bloom early in hometown

The mountains outside Qingqing mountain are covered with clouds

Flowers bloom early in hometown

The sound of flute in the long sunset

The sound of birds returning to the village

My mother's jacket

I'm afraid I'll come back late

When a young man leaves home, time is like water

Every year I climb high in my hometown

The bright moon at the window head shines on the East Chamber several times

Go back and come back, the wanderers are safe

The bright moon at the window head shines on the East Chamber several times

Go back and come back, the wanderers are safe

Spring goes and autumn comes, years and months are flowing, wandering children are injured and wandering

Memories of childhood home fun, just like yesterday

Three rafters in the hut, old plum tree, hide and seek at the bottom of the tree

High branches sing birds, and fish in Ogawa once entrusted leisure to them

Spring goes and autumn comes, years and months are flowing, wandering children are injured and wandering

Memories of childhood home fun, just like yesterday

Three rafters in the hut, old plum tree, hide and seek at the bottom of the tree

The birds in the river sing high