Who plays the flute to the sweet tune?
The birds are roaming around the world.
There are evening flowers all over the forest.
The full moon of the evening fell after that.
The lotus sways in the water of the lake,
Someone picked up the flower.
Immersed in the frozen waters of the lake,
The clouds move in the autumn sky.
Dark black descending on the earth's chest,
I can only say that I will live well with you.
Good evening when you feel like it
I will forget all my dear fatigue.
The current of the river flows in the chest,
Pulls your love,
I am burning with pride.
The flute you play with laughter
The whole world is hers,
Dressed in the evening.
I wiped his eyes tonight,
I put your knot in my hand.
I wrap it up when I go to sleep,
Moisture in the evening malati,
Dry in the morning.