Lyrics of the hand pushing the cradle by Lin Youjia

When they were very, very young

I don't remember a lot of things

Fortunately, someone told me while recalling

Happy even if it's not real

Some very little ideas

I've never done it, I've never said it

Some are still hidden in my heart

Some are too late to say

One hand gave her freedom

Because my dream is too extravagant

Little sheep thinks of her mother

Want to go home hand in hand

But those hands have become wings

Fly where it can't see

Some very little ideas

I've never done it, I've never said it

Some are still hidden in my heart

Some are too late to say

One hand gave her freedom

My dream is too extravagant

Little sheep thinks of her mother

Want to go home hand in hand

But those hands have become wings

Fly where it can't see

The little sheep looked up

Miss the net in the sky

One day it will come back to its mother

Be brave until then

Be brave until then