Vinida
Dreaming back to Paiwei back alley, the most inconspicuous street corner
At the entrance of the water plant motorcade, this alley is my ghetto
Every brick and tile, every wood and beam
My dad was born here, and I also grew up here
My home is behind this street, grandma opened oysters, dad fried them into cakes, fifty cents each, all exchanged for rice
Sitting on the roof of the terrace, at that time I still didn't know why ants were used to describe you and me
Neighbors said girls are useless, maybe work as a hostess when grown up, might earn more than what was invested in them
I was like the street stall goods in my mom's tricycle, 15 yuan for three pieces to exchange for a few fast food vouchers
Carrying me on her back, she still pedaled hard, still pedaled hard
Pedaled past the Second Bridge, pedaled to the ancient town to settle down
Pedaled through spring, summer, autumn, and winter, pedaled through several four seasons, pedaled until I could forge my parents' handwriting
The May wind is still blowing quietly, it's her eyes that always give me comfort
If you have seen her, please don't call my name, tell her the tightly clenched fingers can exchange lyrics for silver
The May wind is still blowing quietly, he was born in June, she is the water from heaven
Following her path, her footprints, walking out of Paiwei back alley is her reward
When I was young, the place I hated the most was also here, snakes, bugs, rats, and ants in the pots and bowls
A person covered in blood hid in a dead end, someone chasing behind, four holes in his body
It was a summer swarming with termites, under the incandescent light, the light-fearing ones died in the water basin
So I pretended not to hear all the arguments, I wanted to leave here, I must go to a new world
But adolescence teaches you the gap between rich and poor, I stole food in the small shop
No one knew I was afraid of losing face, on the way to school a raincoat was approaching, pinned against the wall, it was my thirteen-year-old face
No one knew, I was afraid of losing face and said nothing, so as long as there was a chance, I would stand on tiptoe to reach
Until what's done is done, I could finally look back, memories are chewing gum that can't be shaken off, burning in the mouth
The May wind is still blowing quietly, it's her eyes that always give me comfort
If you have seen her, please don't call my name, tell her the tightly clenched fingers can exchange lyrics for silver
The May wind is still blowing quietly, she was born in June, she is the water from heaven
Following her path, her footprints, walking out of Paiwei back alley is her reward
The May wind is still blowing quietly
Always gives me comfort
Call my name, can exchange lyrics for silver
Still blowing quietly
She is the water from heaven
Her footprints are her reward