On the side of Uncle Ho's mausoleum are a pair of ivory bamboo
Where the wind catches swinging
Where to welcome the sun to embroider flowers, embroidery flowers
Very clear is the sound of birds, the sound of innocent birds passing
Very blue kite flute, sky hum
A lovely space from my hometown to Uncle Ho, for me to sing under the bamboo hair.

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#nocopy # Don't worry, the right ones won't leave.

On the side of Uncle Ho's mausoleum, there are some bamboo and ivory trees. Where the wind comes from, where the swinging, The sun is coming, the flowers are embroidered, the flowers embroidered Very clear is the sound of birds, the sound of innocent birds Very blue the sound of the starling kite, the starling of the sky A lovely space from my hometown to Uncle Ho, for me to sing and sing under my ivory hair