许飞《父亲写的散文诗》英文版歌词

《Papa's Verses》

——By MelodyC2E

1984 I didn’t reap enough crops around

Nestled snugly in my arms,

my boy slept so sound

No time left to see a film in the open ground

My wife sighed wearily

the old sewing machine was down

Tomorrow I would borrow more

from the next door

Craving for biscuits all day,

my poor boy cried on the floor

My old blue jacket could not

mask the heartfelt sore

Squatting near a pond,

I punched myself twice or more

Those stanzas are locked up

in my papa’s journal

His verses record his youth

and make it eternal

Tears flowing hard,

my heart can’t help but tremble

Aging in shadow,

he always stays so humble

1994 I reaped all crops around

My old mum departed this world

without a sound

With a white shirt,

my boy rushed to school in the town

He seemed to feel weighed down these days, losing several pounds

In the years ahead,

I would be as old as useless paper

But then my boy would mature,

with duty on his shoulders

A girl loves his soul and he would marry her

Hope they could live a more beautiful life together

Those stanzas are locked up

in my papa’s journal

His verses store his life and make it eternal

Tears flowing hard,

my heart can’t help but tremble

Aging in shadow, he always stays so humble

Those stanzas are locked up

in my papa’s journal

His verses store his life

and make it eternal

Tears flowing hard,

my heart can’t help but tremble

Now he’s like the yellowed newspaper,

old and unnoticeable

Bygone generations left their footprints

on this land

With winds and rains,

almost everything slipped from hands

Memories of the past bring sorrows that I can’t stand

They have all been buried in tears

and shifting sands