Lyrics of Wang yunchan's Homecoming

Gypsies in the city still sing their own songs

The smoke on the cloud is silent

There was a thick roar floating in the vast sky

Only homesickness knows what I'm whispering

The high-rise tribe is still calling monotonous melody

It's as old as rain

It is desolate and dreamy, and it is scattered in the soil of a foreign land

Always be dissatisfied with the emptiness in your heart

Go home, go home

Go home, go home

Go home, go home

Go home, go home

The river still makes a delicate sketch of its hometown

The mountain still plays the prelude of the earth

The poem is still in the old mountain

But you are lost in the city

When you think you still have a pure heart

When you emphasize that the world gives you too much conflict

Why don't you go back to your hometown

Out of the confusion, can not go back to their own

Go home, go home

Go home, go home

Go home, go home

Go home, go home

Go home, go home

Go home, go home

Go home, go home

Go home, go home