Lyrics of Liu Haolin's sewing machine

The sewing machine under your feet is spinning and rattling

In 1992, he opened a small shop in the market to make clothes for his neighbors

That baby of yours has just been able to walk before she has teeth. She didn't want to grow up

Aunt sun of the barber shop next door said he looks like you

Days are like the dust covered and degummed windowsills on the shady green old windows

Rising tide of the harbor, you lead me through the far shore, roses are sprouting

La la la la la la la la

The sewing machine under your feet is spinning and rattling

Pick up the needle and thread, put the years and old leather on the hanger

The school must go through Shangshui. When the shop moved to Zhengzhou road, it was just spring break

The bustling yanjiashan market is about to be filled with demolished bricks and tiles

Some things don't feel afraid until you hear the joke without regret

It's only when youth is gone that you realize that you don't know where life is falling

La la la la la la la la la

The sewing machine under your feet is spinning and rattling

Turn around the little home, turn around the wet season, turn around the temples have white hair

A few peas at the kitchen ice beer table don't rest until late in the evening

How many day and night depreciation into wrinkles, quietly hide the burden into the pillow

Time is collapsing in the daily life of not refusing to grow old and not feeling profit and loss

You still turn and turn and turn to the far away, far away I do not like words, tossing about the concern

La la la la

You still turn and turn and turn to the distance, far away I have a lot of words, not very good expression