Lyrics of Guo Yan's Hawthorn(guo yan shan zha shu ge ci )

The song rippled gently on the water at dusk

Factories in the twilight shine in the distance

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

Two young people are looking forward to me under the hawthorn tree

When the loud whistle just stopped

I walked down the path to the tree

The light wind kept blowing under the dense hawthorn trees

The wind blows the hair of the young Turner and blacksmith

Ah, the dense hawthorn trees are full of white flowers

Why is it sad, our hawthorn tree

Ah, the dense hawthorn trees are full of white flowers

Why is it sad, our hawthorn tree

Why is it sad

Chinese PinYin : Guo Yan Shan Zha Shu Ge Ci