Ti Tian (Rice Fields)
Wen shan ah deng ni xie wan ci
Wo dou chu xia zhang zhuan ji luo mei guan xi man man lai
Zhe shou ge wo zi ji lai shuo dao zhong xue shi qi
Jia xiang de yi pian pian ti tian shi wo kan guo zhui mei de lü di
Yu shi ye ying ci rang wo de le zui jia she ying
Mo ming qi miao zai hua mian zhong de wo bu hui xie ci dou xiang ge shi ren
Zhuo zhe gong che shang xue de wo kan zhe chuang wai de niu ken cao
Shi yi zhong shuo bu chu de zi you zi zai
*hoi ya e ya na lu wan
Na e na ya hei wo~ wo qing ai de niu er ah
Hoi ya e ya na lu wan
Na e na ya hei wo~ pao dao na er qu la *
Mian dian pang de xiao shui gou liu zhe wo men zhang da de meng
Rao guo tian zhen tao zhi shou ge qi
Ren men de han shui jia za zhe man zu yu huan xi
Shi wo xian zai zui she bu de de hua mian ye shi wo ling yi xiang can zhan zuo pin
Kao zhe hui yi hua cheng you hua na dao jiang zhuang you ge sha yong
Gu li ni duo qu hui yi shi ba
Heng wo zhen de xiang si diao huan hui zi ran zen me ti tian bu jian
Duo le ji jia fan dian ju zai li mian kan xi yang pian
Ji zhi shui niu yu bian cheng hua gua zai qiang bi shang
Xiang zheng ren men zheng zheng ri shang
Yi dui you ke ou er xiang kan kan chuang wai de guan guang jing dian
Dan zhi kan dao bi ni zhu de zai gao yi cheng de fan dian
Repeat **
Ying di zhi yi zong he li yong li yong dui hai shi bu dui
Zi si de ren lei lang bu lang bei po huai zi ran de sheng tai
Hui bu hui hen lei ni shuo wei le yi shu
Yao kan xia yi ke shu zhe yang dui hai shi bu dui
Ni shuo wei le zhuang shi qing wen gan wo sha shi
Shi bu shi zhi neng yong xiang ji ji lü zi ran
Na xiang pian gei xia yi dai gei xia yi dai hui wei
Ke lian ke bei shen lin lü di dou yi cheng ji lü pian
Wen bu dao lü yi ang ran zhi xiang shou dao niao yan zhang qi
Wo bu nen jiao yu ni men wo bu shi ni men lao shi
Wo bu shi xiao zhang ye bu nen gei ni men yi ba zhang.. zhang ...
Chang... chang... chang... pian da lun
Ni men bin bu xiang ting wo zhi dao dan wo mei ban fa
Wo jiu shi yao xie ni men ke nen yong yuan bu nen ti hui
Xian wei jing di xia de wo men hui gen xian shi gen zi si
Zhe zong yi shu zhen de hen nan ling wu
Rice Fields
In the mountains, I’m waiting for you to write the last words
I’m stepping out, slowly turning my back, letting go of the past
This song, I’m saying it myself, it’s about my teenage years
The countryside’s a piece of paradise, where I’ve chased my dreams in the green fields
The night’s calling, it makes me feel alive, capturing the best moments
Unfamiliar faces in the crowd, I won’t write down what they say, it’s all just noise
Riding the bus to school, I see you outside, grazing in the fields
It’s a kind of freedom that can’t be expressed in words
*Hey ya, oh yeah, let’s go
Oh yeah, oh yeah, hey, my dear little one
Hey ya, oh yeah, let’s go
Oh yeah, oh yeah, hey, let’s run away*
The little stream by the bakery carries our growing dreams
As the sky turns, I’m singing this song
People’s laughter fills the air, bringing joy and satisfaction
What I can’t let go of is this face, it’s my other piece of art
Recalling memories, turning them into stories, it’s like a beautiful painting
Encouraging you to remember, it’s all about the memories
I really want to forget how to be natural, how to let go
More than just a few dishes, I’m watching the sunset
The water buffaloes are turning into shadows on the wall
Symbolizing how people live their lives
A couple can be seen enjoying the view outside
But I can only see you in the high-end restaurant
Repeat **
The essence of the land is all about using resources wisely
The self-destructive humans are ruining nature’s balance
Are you tired of saying it’s for art?
Let’s see if the next book will be about whether it’s right or wrong
You say it’s for decoration, but I’m asking what’s the point
Is it just to use imagination to create a natural vibe?
That thought is for the next generation, for the next generation to remember
How sad it is that the green fields have turned into concrete
I can’t hear the green fields, but I’m still reaching for the birds
I can’t teach you, I’m not your teacher
I’m not the principal, I can’t give you a lecture… lecture…
Long… long… long… big round
You don’t want to hear me, but I can’t help it
I just want to write for you, but I can’t take it back
Under the bright sky, we’ll connect with the essence of life
This art is really hard to grasp.