漂向北方

Drifting to the north, don't ask about my hometown

The towering ancient city walls cannot block the sorrow

I drift to the north, are my family members safe and sound?

The heavy luggage on my shoulders is filled with melancholy

Some say he owes a pile of money back home and needs to lay low

Some say he has mastered martial arts but has no chance to show it

Some have lost themselves, helpless and drifting everywhere

Some for dreams, some for three meals, to support their families

He lives in a dilapidated job-hunting apartment in Yanjiao district

The crowded building is piled with strangers all from out of town

He buries his head writing his resume, embracing so many longings

Commuting back and forth on Highway 930, hoping for a miracle in his heart

Holding back tears (Regrets that I don't listen, don't think about, and dare not look back on)

Hiding the wounds (Shouldering the dream, determined to wander)

Look up (Shedding the halo of self-esteem, however glorious the past was)

This setting sun (Even if the defeat is unbearable, I cannot surrender)

My dear (Goodbye South, gazing at the most beautiful hometown)

In the distance (Coconut trees swaying, illusions reflected in dreams)

This city (The smog is too rampant, refusing to disperse, I can't see the road ahead)

Too lost

I drift towards the north, don't ask about my home

High ancient walls cannot hold back the sorrow

I drift towards the north, is my family safe?

The heavy pack on my shoulders is full of melancholy

It is also the last hope

The distance I can never return to, oh

The air is too dirty and murky, he says he doesn't like it

The traffic is too chaotic and hurried, he's not used to it yet

Pairs of cold and squinting eyes on the sidewalk

He often gets drunk to force himself into this melting pot

Staggering steps, the liquor bottle swaying

The disappointed occasionally collapse drunk in narrow alleys

Chewing tripe and mutton, holding a bowl of hot soup

Warming the unease in his heart with all his might

Enduring tears (regrets I won't hear, think of, or look back on)

Hiding wounds (shouldering dreams to wander with determination)

Looking up (stripping away pride, how glorious the past was)

This setting sun (even if defeated, I will not surrender)

My dear (goodbye to the south, gazing at the most beautiful home)

In the distance (swaying coconut trees, illusions reflected in dreams)

This city (the smog is too rampant, never clearing, I can't see the way forward)

Too lost

I drift to the north, don't ask me about my hometown

The towering ancient walls cannot block out the sorrow

I drift to the north, is my family safe and sound?

The heavy knapsack on my shoulder is filled with melancholy

Just like the dust that scatters with the wind

Who can take the lead and fly away with me?

I stand in the center of the Temple of Heaven with my eyes closed

Praying for the safety of my entire family

Drifting to the north, don't ask me about my hometown

The towering ancient walls cannot block out the sorrow

I drift to the north, is my family safe and sound?

The heavy knapsack on my shoulder is filled with melancholy

Drifting to the north (I stand at the Emperor's feet, crushed until I can't breathe)

Don't ask me about my hometown (Walking on Qianmen Street, always out of step with the crowd)

The towering ancient walls (Perhaps I don't belong here at all and should have left long ago)

Cannot block out the sorrow (Who can deal me a fatal blow? Please make it thorough)

I drift to the north (This is the center of dreams, yet dreams are far beyond reach)

Is my family safe and sound? (This is the holy land for realizing dreams, yet it is always bewildering)

Heavy luggage on my shoulders (so many vanished, unable to withstand the cruel reality)

Filled with melancholy (so many fell into a stupor, leaving behind only empty shells)

It is also the final hope (Rest in peace)

The distant place I can never return to

Don't ask about my hometown