Lyrics of three generations by a Niu

He came from Tangshan when he was young

With a ship full of fatigue, full of helplessness

Stagger up

Who knows what the future is

Sold piglets come to this strange land

Only then discovered that the home already was so far away

Tears and sweat came down

Blurred the waiting of missing

When he was

There's nothing to look forward to

To be able to survive

It's not bad

Marry a woman quickly

Have more children

In his lifetime, although he did not honor his ancestors

At least carry on the family line

He's Malaya

The first generation of Chinese Americans

It's full of blood

Full of ideals

The land of flowers and fruits

Determined to create a better future

At the age of 19, he decided to start a family from scratch

Only with that little money is not afraid of hardship

Do it bit by bit

Getting better day by day

It was a turbulent time

It's hard to adapt to the changes in the current situation

Busy life

Time does not spare

Settle down and be a good citizen

I hope all my children and grandchildren will be successful in education

Turn to our generation

My song is over

But I don't know how to explain

In a word, life is not bad

This should be the age of happiness

Is life wonderful

Give it to you, give it to me