I have never been to your hometown/following the song you are waiting for, I will go there.
Turn the clod of earth I hold over
I heard the song you sang, it was heavy on my hand.
Salty and sour is the land of Quan village
but green strawberries still fill my garden
I walk under the soft branches
like a silkworm wrapped in a thousand green leaves
feet on shoulders touching branches
I thought your song confused me
undulating land
I cultivate nine months of sunshine and rain
Ta village rowing festival in the old night
Missed each other because of busy bride season
This land has been sour and salty for a long time.
so the promise also endures with me
where the song comes from
evokes the seasons of sunshine on thin shoulders
perhaps from this land
strawberry seasons with many days in our hometown
long year hear just humming
The land is sweet again, the song changes life
beautiful golden silk drying yard
The happiest time is when I sit and spin silkworms.
my hometown never been
Following the song you wait for, I go
I lift the dreamy soil
meet the village song made.
BELL