I overheard this song sung by Zhang Shaohan, and I was deeply touched, looking at the lone wanderer, paying tribute to the strong, and looking forward to the phoenix nirvana and rebirth from the ashes!]

Diao

Live somewhere in Tibet

Vultures are the same

Perched on top of a mountain

Diao

The sun is shining in front of the Jokhang Temple

Hit a pot of sweet tea

We talked about the past

Diao

You always dress up like yourself

Boys are the same

It's more tenacious than Gesang

Diao

Hypocrites have a thousand kinds of laughter

When do you go down the mountain

Remember to bring a dolma knife

Under the grey brim

Sunken cheeks

You rarely speak

Simple answer

Where will tomorrow be

Who cares about you

Even if you die on the road

Diao

Will you be able to eat a full meal tomorrow?

You're used to it

Loneliness is a faith

Diao

It will not be smoothed out by reality

You are not from this world

There's no need to care about the truth

Ill-fated

Obsessed with indifference

Farewell to youth

Countless stations

Willing to be ordinary but unwilling

Ordinary routs

You're Diao

You are a free bird

Under the grey brim

Sunken cheeks

You rarely speak

Simple answer

Where will tomorrow be

Who cares about you

Even if you die on the road

Ill-fated

Obsessed with indifference

Farewell to youth

Countless stations

Willing to be ordinary but unwilling

Ordinary routs

You're Diao......

Diao

Love is a seed of sorrow

You are a tree

You'll never wither