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Piebald Horse

If your heart is still the same
Please tell me your friendly feelings, my dear
Your piebald horse is bright and elegant
(x3)
 
If your heart is still the same
Please tell me your friendly feelings
 
If your heart is still the same
Please tell me your friendly feelings, my dear
 
If your heart is still the same
Please tell me your friendly feelings, my dear
Your piebald horse is bright and elegant
 
If your heart is still the same
Please tell me your friendly feelings
 
If your heart is still the same
Please tell me your friendly feelings, my dear
(x2)
 
If your heart is still the same
Please tell me your friendly feelings, my dear
Your piebald horse is bright and elegant
(x2)
 
If your heart is still the same
Please tell me your friendly feelings, my dear
 
If your heart is still the same
Please tell me your friendly feelings
 
If your heart is still the same
Please tell me your friendly feelings, my dear
 

Flowers

Flowers blossoming on the cliff
Are the earliest to fade
The girl married in a remote place
Languishes in her lover's arms
 
Once there were oaths of love
Once there were sweet dates
Once there was unseparated affection
Now you are married, in a remote place
 
Flowers blossoming in the desert
Are the earliest to fade
The girl is married
She abides by her promise
 

My love, I Love

My love, I love you my soul is full of devoted intention
My wish, I want us to be together, as though in a mother's melody
My aspiration, I long for you, my carelessly growing desire
My carelessly growing desire
 
My love, I love you my soul is full of devoted intention
My wish, I want us to be together, as though in a mother's melody
My aspiration, I long for you, my carelessly growing desire
My carelessly growing desire
 

The Vast Steppe

My goddess of the vast steppe, Oh...
She is unaware of the muddy marsh
My beautiful lover, this goddess of mine, Oh...
I do not know the idea of being angry
 

Samsara

Flying birds or blooming flowers, all living are one,
Sharing one world under the same sky and sun.
The cycle of years, the circle of life.
Today's past fleeting forever in time.
 
Rain and snow, of seasons' cycle.
Births and deaths, of fate's cycle.
Years and months, of time's cycle
The youth of universe eternal, gone and never to return
 
Last year's sun shining still from skies heavenly.
Last era's songs singing still in the present days.
Our finite life passes the torch of glory,
In a changing world, unchanging faith.
 
Rain and snow, of seasons' cycle.
Births and deaths, of fate's cycle.
Years and months, of time's cycle
The youth of universe eternal, gone and never to return
 
Rain and snow, of seasons' cycle.
Births and deaths, of fate's cycle.
Years and months, of time's cycle
The youth of universe eternal, gone and never to return
Rain and snow, of seasons' cycle.
Births and deaths, of fate's cycle.
Years and months, of time's cycle
The youth of universe eternal, gone and never to return
 

Ali River, Mother River

Ali River, O Mother River. Ali River, O Mother River.
The singing birds, fly by the river-top, playful
The green canyon as though a golden cradle.
The histories of the Oroqen, right here we uncover.
 
Ali River, O Mother River. Ali River, O Mother River.
Kindly faces are filled with joy
Thus began a golden time by Oroqen's hand
 
The sun's rays, in the huntsmen's heart glimmer
Flocks of deer play by the river
Precious deer antlers given to the motherland
 
Ali River, O Mother River. Ali River, O Mother River
A gentle breeze whistles as it blows through the trees
As though they are the words Mother once said to me
Mother once said to me
 

Beautiful Mongolian Horse

Beautiful hills.
Shine seven colours of the rainbow,
Gentle upon grass blades still.
The wind whistle as though a giggle,
My beautiful mongol horse,
My beautiful mongol horse.
 
To catch up to speed of the flaxen gazelle,
Speeding through the endless grassfields.
Finally to be home, it has returned.
To be back, so long it has yearned.
My beautiful mongol horse,
My beautiful mongol horse.
 
Many times, it's saved its owner's life,
From nine deaths by the enemy's knife.
Staring at its friends' corpses from the hilltop,
Those flowing tears were so hard to stop.
My beautiful mongol horse,
My beautiful mongol horse.
 

Brothers

Brother, I do not know where you are right now
Brother, my good brother
Oh! Brother remember you
Brother, my good brother
Just under this street light
I say goodbye to you
 
Brother, my good brother
You tilted your head
Tighten the fist
Chest
Go toward you all over the world
 
Brother, my good brother
The future depends on yourself
Brother, my good brother
You mix well
Do not be too anxious
 
Brother, my good brother
The future depends on yourself
Brother, my good brother
My brother I wish you