Lyrics of Amitabha MEDA by Bai Liang(bai liang a mi tuo fo me me da ge ci )

You are a string dancer

Sprouted on the tip of my heart

Yingzi HUAFA takes dream as horse

The end of the world is everywhere

Forget you in the world

When the song to wine can't cover the vicissitudes of life

The Buddhist pagoda of turning the Sutra

Heart on the road, road at the foot

A man's way an old guitar

A warm sunshine, a big cup of tea

What you can't drink, what you can't say

Hallelujah Amitabha Amitabha

You have no regrets

Believe in eternity, believe in immortal fairy tales

A dream to pursue

Flowers bloom in your heart

A man's way an old guitar

A warm sunshine, a big cup of tea

What you can't drink, what you can't say

Hallelujah Amitabha Amitabha

A man's way an old guitar

A warm sunshine, a big cup of tea

What you can't drink, what you can't say

Hallelujah Amitabha Amitabha

Who can give tomorrow an account

Chinese PinYin : Bai Liang A Mi Tuo Fo Me Me Da Ge Ci