The story of Cui Jian's v21

Another year has passed and I still haven't given up

It's not that hot, but it's a bit of a success

You don't have to be modest if you're not bragging

I'll be back soon

I want to rent a piece of land to open a singing hall

The girls upstairs are specially invited to sing

Screw the boss, screw the singer

Don't make me scared. Don't make me sick

Is the world cleaner than I am

Or is it because there is something wrong with my ideal

Ten days of dizziness and one day of soberness

But on this day my mind is even more restless

Too much desire to think

Too many girls make my heart itch

Isn't it clear that reading can break ten thousand volumes

Freedom is comfort after comfort

So many words in my stomach

Any mouth is either fart or truth

What's wrong is right

There's nothing I can't do. It's my secret

If you want to take advantage of it, don't feel guilty

If you feel guilty, play with a little bit of reserve

The sky was gray and the earth was noisy

Music and dance hall soft massage group hard

After all these years, I still can't find myself

The body is free, the soul is still in prison

From astronomy to geography

But I still don't know who I really am

I think it's about time. The time has come

Do I just give up or continue to work hard

Show new courage or go home

Go home and carry on the love of youth to the end