Picking wild flowers by the path
Half-filled basket at my feet
My heart aches for you, my love
As I stand on this ancient street
On this longing road, I'll wait for you
Mountains high and valleys low
Our love runs deep like the Yangtze River
Through the mist, your memory glows
Climbing steep and rocky hills
My horse stumbles, weak and worn
I pour a cup of golden wine
To ease the pain of being torn
On this longing road, I'll wait for you
Mountains high and valleys low
Our love runs deep like the Yangtze River
Through the mist, your memory glows
Miles apart, yet close in heart
Two souls connected by unseen threads
The journey's long, but love is strong
In dreams, we meet on flower beds
On this longing road, I'll wait for you
Mountains high and valleys low
Our love runs deep like the Yangtze River
Through the mist, your memory glows
On this longing road, I'll wait for you
Mountains high and valleys low
Our love runs deep like the Yangtze River
Through the mist, your memory glows