正是杏花二月天
尕妹妹锄草在地边
麦苗青草连成片
你锄的是头便嘛第二遍
正是杏花二月天
路过的阿哥你别纠缠
草儿杂来眼看乱
尕妹妹没有个空闲
The apricot blossoms
in the cold
Shes by my side the
stories are getting old
The wheat field is turning gold
Tying her hair and feeling old
Apricots february chills the sky
Polished saddle
ponies in the rye
Holding hands looking
in the eyes
Would you miss me
when I bid goodbye
正是杏花二月天
尕妹妹坐在地边
麦苗铺地里像地摊
尕妹妹坐地边真悠闲
正是杏花二月天
把尕妹妹碰到路边
抓住尕手问几遍
我走时你心酸嘛不心酸
正是杏花二月天
尕妹妹坐在地边
麦苗铺地里像地摊
尕妹妹坐地边真悠闲
正是杏花二月天
把尕妹妹碰到路边
抓住尕手问几遍
我走时你心酸嘛不心酸