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Sunrise Sunset (Intro)
01:20
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2. |
We Might
04:12
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we might we might we might…
we might we might we might
we might just not be the same
we tried to get away
We can’t replay that dream together
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3. |
Clouds
04:40
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那是田里的油菜 倒映着云彩
还有我路过溪边的倒影啊
那是夹杂着雨露的阳光啊
洒过窗边 还有阿婆的饭菜香呐
我站在望不见理想的高原上
看远方的城市和废墟的边缘
飞机飞过我也不知向何方
让我就这样站在云端之下
Na Se Na Se Ye…
-Translation-
Ocean of oilseed mirrors the clouds
Reflections surface the mountain stream
Smell of rain, sunlight and Grandma
Penetrate my window sill
Cooking
Here I am, standing on highland
Looking out from fringe city
Airplane above
Motionless,
I stand underneath the clouds
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4. |
Border Town Fair
04:24
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她说 看
远方的云彩
摊开诗 默读着
观察着 叹息着
我的手 化作风 握成沙
爱不爱 这沧山 与“海”
我的疤 抚作泥 泪成雨
任涟漪 编织 蓑衣
穹顶之下
泉眼 流出了云彩
-Translation-
She said
Look at the cloud
Opening up its poetry, reading
Observing, sighing
My hands are wind, quicksands
dark green mountains, oceans adrift
My scars painted dirt
Their ripples knit my wooden cape
Under the doom
Clouds flow from the mouth of a spring
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5. |
Terrace Fields
03:32
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6. |
Cabin
04:25
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In and out of the woods
Red dirt trails, the stream
A bridge,
Lying in the mountain’s hands
In front of me
Am I forgetting?
I tried to wear the lake on my back
Flip my wings
Run, run
Down a swirling road
into a tree hollow
Back in my cabin
Rolling, rolling
Sounds beneath my feet
Growing, growing
Lost breath
in the wind
Rain pours up
Down
Crushes banana
leaves a thunder
Butterflies away
from their valley home
Drifters
Back in my cabin
Rolling, rolling
Sounds beneath my feet
Locked.
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7. |
Suitcase
04:36
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There’s nothing to be done today
what’s said can’t be unsaid
We’re all just passersby
inside containers
where we unfold our wooden hearts
My backpack is
where I drop my emos
I throw ’em away when it’s full
looking out my windowpane
flowers bloom then wither
buried in monotones
and you know
I don’t believe, we’re all worse off
when we limp from the train
fresh rain on pavement
Sunset crosses your watercolor eyes
On my way home
Oh
It’s time to pack
but just a matter of time, a fact
Now it’s time to leave with peace
but just a matter of time, a fact
…
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8. |
Sunset Sunrise (Outro)
01:37
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Haotian Chicago, Illinois
multidisciplinary artist + composer
yunnan / shanghai / nyc / chicago
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