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The Wind in the Pocket
Lyrics by: Wan Mingbo Music by: Wan Fengqing
The wind in the pocket takes boasting as banter
Taking belittling as encouragement striving to change oneself
Stuff the wind into the old pocket
Let the wind blow away annoyance and solitude
I smile and open the pocket wide
If that gust of wind only stirs up dust let it be just dust
If it lights the match in someone's heart let it turn into a sea of fire
You hear jokes while I hear the battle drums
You see fireworks while I see through the haze
The same beam of light falls on two paths
You close your eyes while I take steps Why fear the ghosts hidden in the night
I lay the story in my palm An old train ticket records the years
Don't laugh at its wrinkled state There are hardships and also splendor
If that train only goes to the wilderness then in your heart think of it as the sea
The train carries heavy luggage with the front road full of mists
Don't let the outside noise speed up your heartbeat
Don't let others' blind spots hide your courage
You hear jokes while I hear the battle drums
You see fireworks while I see through the haze
The same beam of light falls on two paths
You close your eyes while I take steps Why fear the ghosts hidden in the night
If someone turns back and softly hums this tune
Let's secretly light a fire and head for the mountains and seas together
You hear jokes while I hear the battle drums
You see fireworks while I see through the haze
The same beam of light falls on two paths
You close your eyes while I take steps Why fear the ghosts hidden in the night