敕勒川，
The Chile River lies
阴山下。
天似穹庐，
Where Gloomy Mountains rise. The sky is like a dome
笼盖四野。
天苍苍，
That holds the steppe, our home. Blue, blue appear the skies;
野茫茫。
风吹草低见牛羊。
Vast, vast the grassland lies. Winds blow, grass bows and we see the cattle roam.