The original singer of the song "Roga" is Na Cho.

The summer ethnic style melody rap "Luojia" is jointly performed by Na Cho and R2C in Chinese and Tibetan, colliding with each other to create a different sense of vastness and love. "Luojia" means lover in Tibetan. In this song, what they want to express is that "Luojia" is summer, "Luojia" is grassland, and "Luojia" is you.

The non-flashy lyrics and attitude content make Na Cho more determined on the road of music. Expressing the most profound emotions in the simplest words and phrases is also the goal he has always pursued.

His continuous exploration in creation has made him gradually grow and determined to become a better rapper. This is why he has produced many excellent hit singles, including "Roga" and "Continue". ", "Stay with me", etc.

Song lyrics:

Let me and the wind slowly follow you, and we will meet by chance with the arrival of summer.

With trembling hearts and trembling hands, our story will start from now on.

Look at the kite I flew, flying slowly. The sky without dark clouds is so beautiful.

What is left on the green grass is not tears, but the morning fog, which falls in love with the beauty of this greenery.

Maybe I am not good at expressing myself and my words are not beautiful, but you and I.

Like this summer, the warmth may not be direct, but loving you is the answer.

Let me and the wind slowly follow you, and we will meet by chance with the arrival of summer.

With trembling hearts and trembling hands, our story will continue from now on.

Look at the kite I flew, flying slowly. The sky without dark clouds is so beautiful.

What is left on the green grass is not tears, but the morning fog, which falls in love with the beauty of this greenery.

This is the feeling when we first met. I always want to laugh with you.

There are not so many reasons to escape, you are the heroine in my love song.

We looked up at the stars under the tree, and your face was shining like a dream.

This is not a dream, just let me and the wind slowly follow you.

The arrival of summer brings us together, with trembling hearts and trembling hands.

Our story will start from now on. Look at the kite I flew, slowly flying.

The sky without dark clouds is so beautiful, and those left on the grass are not tears.

It is the morning fog that falls in love with the beauty of this greenery.