My respected Lama,
Flied up to the blue sky.
Tears in my eyes,
...When I miss my Lama.
Ah, the eagle, please lend me your wings.
I want to fly up to the blue sky,
To visit my Lama and listen to his teaching.
My brothers and sisters,
All scattered in different places.
My heart full of sorrow,
When I miss my siblings.
Ah, the steed, please lend me your speed and strength.
I want to gallop to different places,
To search for my brothers and sisters.
My dear parents,
Disappeared in the dark.
I cannot distinguish daytime and nighttime,
When I miss my parents.
Ah, the sun, please give me light.
Please light up the dark world.
I want to look for my parents.
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