Lyrics of No.8 Jersey by Huang yingying

Hey, little girl, what are you angry about

Do you know that you are so upset when you are angry

No matter what kind of life there are sad times

How can you torture yourself so cruelly

Hey, old man, what are you mumbling about

I want to say that every time I think about him

The bamboo fence outside my window that spring

The purple flowers are blooming in the sunshine

He's always wearing the familiar No. 8 Jersey

Standing outside my bamboo fence with a bicycle

Moved by the evening smoke and the west wind

Thinking about him, he said he was going for a ride

My father and his local dog

As if they were laughing at me

Hey, little girl, I don't know what you're thinking

Don't let your flowery youth escape like this

A beautiful girl like you is leaving one day

Find a good boy to live with

Hey, old man, you think too much

I want to say that every time I think about him

The bus stop outside my window that summer

There is a cicada singing hard

It leaned against the window, blowing familiar songs

The red bean ice in August is unforgettable

Are you all OK with dad at home

Now my sorrow is no longer far away

Just when the night wind blows

Why is there always some loss in my heart