词曲:邹陶然
词曲:邹陶然
词曲:邹陶然
词曲:邹陶然
词曲:邹陶然
词曲:邹陶然
Mm
Eyes at a loss —can they truly arrive
On the March path —clumps of yellow clumps of white
Flowers bloom on the path
People bloom among the flowers
Who lives in hiding here unwilling to go home
The pathside flowers bloom again and again
And fade again and again
What can be taken away perhaps
Is only a greeting
From the distant sky drifts a seven-coloured cloud
And some scattered gentle fragrance
You must learn to love her as you love your own kin
To reach the village of the soul you need a wind of music
Stepping on the melody of spring —
Wash soul with soul
Flowers bloom on the path
People bloom among the flowers
Flowers bloom on the path
People bloom among the flowers
Flowers on the path
Flowers on the path
Flowers on the path