My Old Folks
I was born in a mountain village All my folks still live there Fun stories reside in old men's beard Silly laugher is flavored with local accents All of you prefer my baby name You always call me by my baby name So much warmth so much affection so many fun games Oh, my old folks My home folks Everyone is so kind and hard-working Oh my old folks my home folks A tree of thousand feet doesn't forget its root I lived in many small villages I have home folks in many places You brought me up with millets You sheltered me from storms When I was leaving many come to send me off When I was leaving many are there to see me off So many words so much expectation so much love Oh my old folks my home folks Everyone is so kind and hard-working Oh my old folks my home folks A tree of thousand feet doesn't forget its root Oh my old folks my home folks Oh my old folks my home folks We've been through so much together Oh my old folks my home folks A tree of thousand feet doesn't forget its root We've been through so much, oh, my folks
父老乡亲 我生在一个小山村 那里有我的父老乡亲 胡子里长满故事 憨笑中埋着乡音 一声声喊我乳名 一声声喊我乳名 多少亲昵 多少疼爱 多少开心 啊 父老乡亲 啊 父老乡亲 我勤劳善良的父老乡亲 树高千尺也忘不了根 music 我住过不少小山村 到处有我的父老乡亲 小米饭把我养大 风雨中教我做人 临别时送我上路 临别时送我上路 几多叮咛 几多期待 几多情深 啊 父老乡亲 啊 父老乡亲 我勤劳善良的父老乡亲 树高千尺也忘不了根 我同甘共苦的父老乡亲
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