Mother He's Hand(叙事抒情版・V3.0)
作词:泽希(Zesen)&东山居士(Easthill Hermit)
混音:东山居士(Easthill Hermit)
(重庆市城市宣传主题音乐系列)
A key hung round my neck for three whole years
No one asked if the cold stung my ears
My frost-kissed hands hid inside sleeves tight
I dared not take the coat held out in sight
First she came left her gifts and turned away
Then oranges and storybooks to brighten my day
Next she wondered if dumplings I’d like to eat
The fourth time she took my hand and spoke soft and sweet
Come along child let’s head home with me
Mother He's hand once held will never let go
One gentle deed that ten long years outgrows
From a lonely corner to college halls I stride
One extra bowl now sits by the old fireside
Mother He's hand once held will never let go
Ten years mean far more than time
—it’s a heart’s true glow
She bought the warm down coat beneath dark night sky
Rode half an hour with her headlight gone awry
I waited on the threshold till she drew near
She laughed and said "This is your home never fear"
Dad told me to go he’d take care of the load
My brother moved the lamp to light my abode
Kindness rules this house no blame for lending a hand
An extra pair of chopsticks graces our New Year’s stand
Keep moving forward child follow your way
Mother He's hand once held will never let go
One gentle deed that ten long years outgrows
From a lonely corner to college halls I stride
One extra bowl now sits by the old fireside
Mother He's hand once held will never let go
Ten years mean far more than time
—it’s a heart’s true glow
Three hundred tables line the ancient stone street
Strangers share one plate their joy hard to beat
A traveler said "This is no tourist land"
"It’s just like heading home for the festival grand"
What makes a whole city warm and whole
It’s the simple bond a pair of chopsticks can hold
Mother He's hand once held will never let go
One gentle deed that ten long years outgrows
From a lonely corner to college halls I stride
One extra bowl now sits by the old fireside
Mother He's hand once held will never let go
Ten years mean far more than time
—it’s a heart’s true glow
Mother He's hand once held will never let go
Every child deserves a place to call home and know
come home now
come home now