I can't forget it for a long time
The whole world is in grief
I have never seen such a beautiful moon
He rode to the distance
The sky may want to hear him sing
Great you, little you
The small you become the great you
Brave me, timid me
Timid I became brave again
He said goodbye to us gently
Hold up the hands of the sky gently down
So the sky kisses the ground
Soaked the eyelashes of grassland and wild horse
Warm you, lonely you
Lonely you become warm you again
Naive me, mature me
Mature I became naive again
Dad, I still haven't grown up
You are still doting on me, just like yesterday
Dad, you sing softly
It's like a Mustang's eyelashes in the breeze
I will be like you
Spread good luck for the world
Master jigger read sutras for his father for 49 days
And led our family to Ta'er temple
Can make thousands of lamas spend more time for their fathers
Master jigger was my father's best friend
The tears left by chanting scriptures on the wake night
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