Singing: Lin

When I was a child, I always sat alone in front of my house.

Waiting for dad, expecting mom to come home from work.

At that time, I always said when I grew up,

I will be as happy as a bird singing in the sky.

Day by day, year by year, I grew up.

My father and mother are old.

Still an old locust tree, still in the wind.

Singing my most familiar song.

Saw the most beautiful sky.

Seven colors of rainbows surround me.

I know I have a little dream. I heard you.

The most beautiful wind and wind chimes there.

Smile with me and face all the pain and suffering.