Lyrics of Bao Meisheng's "that pot of fire"(bao mei sheng na yi pen huo ge ci )

The song of new year's Eve is singing far away

The cold north wind was blowing hard

I always look at that

The paper ashes fly slowly

It was my grandfather who lit the fire

It was my father who gave it to me

I can't tell why

Fall in love with the fire

The burning incense is burning fiercely

Layer upon layer of paper money knocks golden

It's my Acacia

Sweet Acacia far away

Don't ask me what tune I'm singing

You know it all in your heart

Knock on the broken string in the chest

Sing your Acacia gently

The song of new year's Eve is singing far away

The cold north wind was blowing hard

I always look at that

The paper ashes fly slowly

It was my grandfather who lit the fire

It was my father who gave it to me

Why not

Fall in love with the fire

The burning incense is burning fiercely

Layer upon layer of paper money knocks golden

It's my Acacia

Sweet Acacia far away

Don't ask me what tune I'm singing

You know it all in your heart

Knock on the broken string in the chest

Sing your Acacia gently

Chinese PinYin : Bao Mei Sheng Na Yi Pen Huo Ge Ci