Lyrics of Zheng Zhihua's the story of the youngest

Black cinder, white fog

Dad is digging in the pit

To support our family

Arrogant old man, stubborn me

I don't know what fate is

City is my dream

Entangled house, pure heart

There is no more treasure in the pit

Why don't we move

The throb of sediment, the intoxicating wine

Dad's mouth murmured

Here are old friends

The road to the pit

It's not the only direction of life

The faint footsteps in the morning

I've forgotten my last goodbye

Who says spoiled children don't cry

At the moment of the tragedy

Tears cry back

Dad's in a flooded mine

Submerged mine, it submerged my dream

How many smiles are submerged in the submerged mine

Burning paper money flying in the wind

Memories of the past can not erase the scars

The miner's son fled from his hometown

Almighty God, teach me how to pray

In the modern battlefield of material civilization

But I lost everything

No amount of dreams can fill the void

The truth is like cinders to ashes

The mine was flooded with lives

Urban people are drowned by desire but lose their soul

Submerged mine, it submerged my dream

How many smiles are submerged in the submerged mine

The simple face reminds me again

Where is the destination of the soul

Growing up, now I finally know

Fleeing hometown, the last place to return

Submerged mine, it submerged my dream

How many mines are flooded with smiles

Submerged mine, it submerged my dream

How many smiles are submerged in the submerged mine

Submerged mine, it submerged my dream

How many smiles are submerged in the submerged mine

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