Su Muyu's white crane flies south, Su Changhe's carefreeness.
My name is Xie Wuyou, Wuyou Wuyou.
My name is Su Changhe, the Changhe that lights up the dark river.
My name is Su Muyu, the dusk rain was falling by the river that day.
My name is Bai Hehuai, the white crane flies south, and the Huaihe River looks toward Hehuai.
