This is another song I love - from the people, for the people.
嶺外音書斷,
Cut off, from the other side of the lofty ridge.
經冬複曆春。
Again, comes vernal equinox following winter.
近鄉情更怯,
Mounting, is the trepidation, closer to the village,
不敢問來人。
Lost, are the words, in front of a visitor.