Sky High Mountain Blues
胡德夫
nothing is as beautiful as our song passed down from ancestors
sing the ancient and beautiful song
my heart sings merrily the incredibly ancient song
my shot gun and forest are taken and my river is left dry
How am I supposed to live off my hunting ground and inherited land?
but I believe our song will never run dry
sing the beautiful song running down from Mt. Dawu
I will never stop singing this song flowing from from you
sing the song that will bring us together
sing the song that will make us strong
my heart sings merrily the song beyond compare
the song that will never run dry
At this moment my heart is singing and full of joy.
啊！他们拿走了我的猎抢.森林;并让我的河流枯干;我将如何面对我的猎区和釆地呢？
啊！外祖父啊！我将不绝不停地传唱这由你传予我们的歌！