Women in the plateau do not cry
Because of every big mountain here
It's all their backbone
In the highlands women are kind
Because of every prairie here
It's all in their hearts
Highland woman
It's like flowers on a plateau
No pampering required
But it is splendid and beautiful all year round
In their singing voices
Accommodated the clarity of the Hundred Rivers
In their eyes
It contains the essence of the sun and the moon
They are men
Pride and dependence
They are the souls of the plateau
The soul of the plateau
Highland women are like
Flowers on the plateau