Lyrics of Zhao Peng's Hawthorn(zhao peng shan zha shu ge ci )

The song rippled gently on the water at dusk

The factory in the twilight was shining in the distance

The train was running fast and the windows were ablaze with lights

Two young people are waiting for me on both sides of the hawthorn tree

Ah, the dense hawthorn trees are full of white flowers

Ah, why should your lovely Hawthorn worry

When the loud whistle just stopped

I walked down the path to the tree

The light wind kept blowing under the dense hawthorn trees

Blow the hair of young fitter and blacksmith

Ah, the dense hawthorn trees are full of white flowers

Why do you worry, hawthorn

Ah, why should your lovely Hawthorn worry

Chinese PinYin : Zhao Peng Shan Zha Shu Ge Ci