站在西藏的土地上我眺望甘南是不是缘于一阵风,将你的名字吹到我的耳畔,我就像爱上一个情人,在遥远的西藏,将你眺望。有着同样的高度,有着同样的气质,更拥有着同样的血脉,甘南,你是不是西藏伸过去的一只手臂?或者,你们本来就亲如兄弟,在这个国度里,你们紧紧相依,亲密相连,经历着苍茫的历史,繁衍、生息,共同点亮一支赞美之歌!甘南,你如此陌生,但却又如此熟悉,蓝天白云、雪山草原,磕长头的信众,飘拂 Standing on the land of Tibet I overlook Gannan is not due to a gust of wind blowing your name to my ears, I like falling in love with a lover, in distant Tibet, you will look at. Have the same height, the same temperament, but also have the same blood, Gannan, you are not an arm extending to Tibet? Or, you have been as brothers, in this country, you are closely dependent, intimate Gannan, you are so strange, but so familiar, blue sky and white clouds, snow-capped mountains and prairie, kowtowing long letter of the public, floating