The lyrics of my beloved pipa

The sun is setting in the West

Weishan Lake is quiet

Play my favorite lute

Sing the moving ballad

Climb on the fast train

Like riding a galloping horse

Stations and railway lines

It's a good battlefield for us to kill the enemy

We're doing machine guns on the fly

Breaking through the train and blowing up the bridge

It's like a steel knife in the enemy's chest

Beat the devil to death

The sun is setting in the West

The end of the devil is coming

Play my favorite lute

Sing the moving ballad

The sun is setting on the west side of the mountain

Weishan Lake is quiet

Play my favorite lute

Sing the moving ballad

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