There was an American group singing a song called Mary, and the title of the song was forgotten. It

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It's a classic song, and many people have sung it.

How I remembered Madonna.

It seems that she has such a song. Up in the air.

"Home on the Prairie".

The Blue Swallow Group has sung it, and it is an American famous ballad. Also known as home on the range

This song was written by Dr. Hgley, who immigrated to Arkansas in the New WorldBrewster Higley and Dan Kelly (1873) was named the state anthem of Arkansas in 1947 because of its melodic melody and lyrics reflecting the situation of early immigrants.

Lyrics: Buffalo roam freely on the grassland, I would like to make the grassland my home, where I rarely hear curses and noises, and the darkness disappears into the distance. When the night came, the twilight covered the earth, and the stars were shining, and I would rather look at it from afar and think silently, could the heavens be more brilliant than the earth.

My house is in the grassland, countless antelope deer are roaming, and it is rare to hear curses and noises here, and the black disappears into the distance. The breeze blows, how clear the sky is, how fragrant the fragrance drifts with the wind, how brilliant the lights of the city may be, how can they turn me away from my hometown.

home on the range

Home on the steppe.

Chinese-English lyrics).

Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam, where the deer and the antelope play, where seldom is heard a discouraging world and the skies are not cloudy all day

Discouraging words are rarely heard there, and there are no clouds and sunny all day long.

Home, home on the range, where the deer and the antelope play, where seldom is heard a discouraging world and the skies are not cloudy all day

Discouraging words are rarely heard there, and there are no clouds and sunny all day long.

repeat once)

In the grasslands, buffaloes roam freely, and I would like to call the grasslands home, where curses and noises are rarely heard, and black clouds disappear into the distance.

My house is in the grassland, countless antelopes and fawns are roaming, and it is rare to hear curses and noises here, and black clouds disappear into the sky and ...... far away

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A girl in love. It's sad, it's touching, it's good

American Folk Song [My Home is on the Prairie].

This is a classic American folk song. The melody is in traditional three beats. Very catchy. Graceful.

Original lyrics: My home is on the prairie.

There are countless antelopes and fawns roaming there.

There was no glitz and glamour of the world, and the black clouds disappeared into the distance.

The breeze is rippling, the sky is clear, and the fragrance is wafting in the wind.

No matter how brilliant the lights of the city may be, they can turn my back from my hometown.

When the night came, the twilight covered the earth, the stars were shining, I once stood and looked into the distance, silently thinking, is the sky more brilliant than the earth?

"Calling for Spring" Rong Zhongerjia.

The vast snowy region dreams back to the grassland I have been absent for a long time.

The long wind and sand are looking for my green home.

Antelope is wandering, oh, wandering.

The eagle is circling, oh, circling.

The forest that inhabits it is long gone.

Who's grieving, who's calling.

Yang Zhuo Yongcuo, Yang Zhuo Yongcuo.

Yang Zhuo Yongcuo, Yang Zhuo Yongcuo.

When will I be able to reappear in my hometown?

The old face of my hometown.

The vast snowy region dreams back to the grassland I have been absent for a long time.

The long wind and sand are looking for my green home.

The rivers are retreating, oh, retreating.

The child is crying, oh, crying.

Mother's milk has long since dried up.

Who's grieving, who's calling.

Yang Zhuo Yongcuo, Yang Zhuo Yongcuo.

Yang Zhuo Yongcuo, Yang Zhuo Yongcuo.

When will I wake up to my hometown.

The green spring of my hometown.

It should be this.

Isn't it: orange soda.

--Nanquan Mom?

--Nanquan Mom? Big Mouth Singing ???