Lyrics of 1952 by Chen Xiaohu

1952

They say there is no night in Lanzhou when it snows

And I don't know how to be run on the street

I think of my father's long fireworks last year

The love of fate opened in 1952

On the ground is a mirror covered with dust

I'm afraid he won't give time to bow his head

His favorite liquor is a cigarette that never stops

I want him to lose it, but I don't want him to

But your withering cheeks make me sad

But I don't say a word about your increasingly cloudy eyes

Dad, Dad, you've been wronged. You've worked hard

Dad, Dad, you're too tired to have a rest

On the ground is a mirror covered with dust

I'm afraid he won't give time to bow his head

His favorite liquor is a cigarette that never stops

I want him to lose it, but I don't want him to

But your withering cheeks make me sad

But I don't say a word about your increasingly cloudy eyes

Dad, Dad, you've been wronged. You've worked hard

Dad, Dad, you're too tired to have a rest

Dad, Dad, you've been wronged. You've worked hard

Dad, Dad, you're too tired to have a rest

The strange old man pushes the time to get old

Looking for cheap youth driven away

Next to the sunflower mound

Smoking a paralyzed cigarette