Lyrics of the bag on the head by He Yong

The bags on the head are big and small, some are knocked by people, some are asked for by themselves

These marks are deep in my heart. How can they do for me

The bags on the head are big and small, some are knocked by people, some are asked for by themselves

Many of these marks "let me grow high" but I just know

I put my head on the big bag and stepped on my own feet

I looked up at the Big Dipper, and I knew its direction

My dear mom and Dad, don't pour me cold water

I looked at the beautiful girl fondly and left many marks on her head

I put my head on the big bag and stepped on my own feet

I looked up at the Big Dipper, and I knew its direction

My dear mom and Dad, don't pour me cold water

I looked at the beautiful girl fondly and left many marks on her head

How I want to walk around with my hair on

How I want to hear the music of the piano

How I want to say hello to my friends when they meet

How I want to know that there are many more marks on my head

How I want to walk around with my shawl

How I want to hear the music of the piano

How I want to say hello to my friends when they meet