Lyrics of Pan Anbang's hometown wind

The wind from my hometown in the South

With the call of the tide

Blowing your hair

The fragrance of jasmine

The fragrance of jasmine

The wind from my hometown in the South

Homing with fishing boats

Blowing your joy

I'm a little drunk with fishing sails

A little drunk

Do you hear the girl in the distance

My heart is waiting

Are you looking forward to the white clouds drifting north

Let it carry your heart

Your heart

The wind from my hometown in the South

With the fragrance of flowers in the field

Blowing your passion

Blowing on my way home

The way home

The wind from my hometown in the South

With the call of the tide

Blowing your hair

The fragrance of jasmine

The fragrance of jasmine

The wind from my hometown in the South

Homing with fishing boats

Blowing your joy

I'm a little drunk with fishing sails

A little drunk

Do you hear the girl in the distance

My heart is waiting

Are you looking forward to the white clouds drifting north

Take it with you

Your heart

The wind from my hometown in the South

With the fragrance of flowers in the field

Blowing your passion

Blowing on my way home

The way home

The way home