Verse 1
Whose singing is it
That crosses thousands of miles
To touch my heart tonight?
I hear a wonderfully nuanced voice,
Rising and falling,
Like a musical melody
Across the distant skies.
Chorus
Her voice flows like a mountain brook,
Gentle as moonlight’s embrace.
Bright as the sunflower’s cheerful bloom,
Tingling like jade in silver's grace.
Oh, her melody wraps my heart in delight—
A soothing lullaby in the darkness of night.
Verse 2
The wandering clouds halt their aimless drifting,
The forest birds hush their merry tweets.
The river's currents pause for many a heartbeat...
All listen to the melody floating in the air.
Is it truly coming from the lips of a maiden,
Or is this music a gift from the Heavens?
Chorus
Her voice flows like a mountain brook,
Gentle as moonlight’s embrace.
Bright as the sunflower’s cheerful bloom,
Tingling like jade in silver's grace.
Oh, her melody wraps my heart in delight—
A soothing lullaby in the darkness of night.
Outro
Words are forgotten, but her melody stays,
Soft as the homeland’s warm lullaby.
Caressing the soul, like moonlight rays,
Warming one’s heart beneath the night sky.
Her voice, forever etched in my mind,
A heavenly gift to humankind.
