Beautiful flower, don't pick it, it doesn't want to leave the embrace of the earth.

Composer: Ragba Su Rong (Mongolia)

Chinese lyrics: Blumbayar

Singing: Wu

Don't pick beautiful flowers.

It doesn't want to leave the embrace of the earth.

Dear mom, you hold my hand.

Whisper her wishes.

You are far away, my mother.

Always holding my hand in my dreams.

The wind and sand filled my eyes.

I always want to hear my mother's call.

Where are you, my mother?

I really want you to kiss me gently.

You are far away, my mother.

You kissed my face in my dream.

You want me to be as brave as an eagle in the clouds.

You make me as strong as a flower in the wind.

When I strutted forward,

I know you will always be with me.

You are far away, my mother.

In my dream, you hugged me tightly.