Lyrics of ulantoya's "the wind blows on the grassland"

I come from Yinshan

How many times do I praise you for tomorrow

I can't see all the blue sky and white clouds here at a glance

The mountains and rivers here are connected with the feelings of grassland

Eagles in the wind show their style

The wind is blowing on the grassland, the wind is blowing on the flowers

The wind blows my childhood thoughts

My future call

I come from Yinshan

How many times do I praise you for tomorrow

I can't see the beauty of my hometown at a glance

The river here connects the feelings of grassland

The galloping horse shows its style

The wind is blowing on the grassland, the wind is blowing on the flowers

The wind blows, I miss you this piece of hot land

The melodious sound of the pastoral flute blows to my heart

The wind blows, I miss you this piece of hot land

The melodious sound of the pastoral flute blows to my heart

Blowing to my heart