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我骑着老马走过山沟，
太阳晒红了我的衣袖。
稻草人看守这片山坡，
父亲年轻时也这样守候。

我骑着马儿看夕阳落，
家的方向风吹不着。
牛铃响过千层山河，
我的梦还在那片麦波。

母亲在灶台前烧晚饭，
锅里煮着旧年的思念。
妹妹写信说城里月光，
可没有咱家门前那样亮。

我骑着马儿看夕阳落，
家的方向风吹不着。
牛铃响过千层山河，
我的梦还在那片麦波。

他走了千里路回头望，
故乡的月照亮旧肩膀。
他说风吹不散的才是家，
哪怕只剩一盏灯也等他啊。

我骑着马儿看夕阳落，
家的方向风吹不着。
牛铃响过千层山河，
我的梦终于回到麦波。

那年风起的时候，
我终于牵着马走回家门口。
母亲笑着说：“你瘦了”，
我知道，她眼里全是我小时候。

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TRANSLATION:

I ride an old horse through the mountain pass,
The sun has reddened the sleeves of my clothes.
The scarecrow guards this hillside,
My father stood guard here when he was young.

I ride my horse watching the sunset,
The direction of home is beyond the reach of the wind.
The sound of cowbells echoes through thousands of mountains and rivers,
My dreams still lie in that wheat field.

Mother is cooking dinner by the stove,
In the pot, the thoughts of the past year simmer.
My sister writes saying the moon in the city is bright,
But it’s not as bright as the one in front of our house.

I ride my horse watching the sunset,
The direction of home is beyond the reach of the wind.
The sound of cowbells echoes through thousands of mountains and rivers,
My dreams still lie in that wheat field.

He walked a thousand miles and looked back,
The moon of his hometown lights up his old shoulders.
He says, what the wind can’t blow away is home,
Even if only one lamp remains, it will wait for him.

I ride my horse watching the sunset,
The direction of home is beyond the reach of the wind.
The sound of cowbells echoes through thousands of mountains and rivers,
My dreams have finally returned to the wheat field.

The wind rose that year,
And I finally led my horse back to the doorstep.
Mother smiled and said, "You’ve gotten thinner,"
I knew, in her eyes, I was still the child I once