Lyrics: Zhao Biao

Composer: Guo

Singing: Wulan Tuoya

Arranged by Guo zai

The nearest place to the sun

Buried in a dream in my heart

Look at the hot spots of the figure

My sacred hometown

On that towering snowy mountain

White clouds are floating.

Under the blue sky

The river flows day and night.

This ancient nation has opened its warm arms.

The kind grandmother brought sweet butter tea.

The snow lotus in the mountains is open and firm.

The Millennium Populus euphratica is as tall and straight as life.

This ancient nation has opened its warm arms.

The kind grandmother brought sweet butter tea.

Ge Sang dances beautifully on the plateau.

The surging river flooded Shambhala.

The nearest place to the sun

Let go of your dreams.

The gods guide the way.

All the way to the distance

Over Tanggula Mountain

I saw Mount Everest.

Crossing the Yarlung Zangbo River

Go back to your dream home

This ancient nation has opened its warm arms.

The kind grandmother brought sweet butter tea.

The snow lotus in the mountains is open and firm.

The Millennium Populus euphratica is as tall and straight as life.

This ancient nation has opened its warm arms.

The kind grandmother brought sweet butter tea.

Ge Sang dances beautifully on the plateau.

The surging river flooded Shambhala.

This ancient nation has opened its warm arms.

The kind grandmother brought sweet butter tea.

Ge Sang dances beautifully on the plateau.

The surging river flooded Shambhala.

This ancient nation has opened its warm arms.

The kind grandmother brought sweet butter tea.

Ge Sang dances beautifully on the plateau.

The surging river flooded Shambhala.