作词 : Cassidy卡塞蒂
作曲 : SuperWangBeat
编曲 : SuperWangBeat
Welcome little one
Turn that frown upside down
Try not to be afraid
Plant your step firm on the ground
The path may be thorned
The journey will be long
You are born in the year of hope
Wish you never suffer from the cold
From North to the South
My mom brought what was allowed
She was too young to figure out
What love was all about.
Then she met my father
A kind factory worker
The more they saw each other
Love was anything but withered
I was born in this small town in 1990,
In this poor but caring family.
I burst out my first cry at 5:30.
Tick,tock began my life long journey
Back then, we didn’t have much money
My dad had ten and twenty when he got married
But they loved me still the more dearly
Wish I forever remained their little baby
Black and white TV still considered luxury
Citizens were still binded by the one-child policy
Back then, Soviet Union was a giant country
And US being its greatest archenemy
Back then no one would consume chemicals
But now without it just seem illogical
You never thought the days that we called the present
It has become your history and past tense then
Patience little one
The first taste of love
As time goes by
You will feel the bumps along the ride
Bittersweet
Coffee and cream
Hope you would learn
To appreciate the little moments
Men are contradiction
When have forty kids to deal with
To some, heartfelt devotion
To some, neglection
Labeled as a middle child
I attract the least attention
Every request got denied
It mounts up to devastation
I change to another spirit
Rebellious, Mischievous like a Norse God Loki
I could feel my teachers, the hate for me.
Damn, but secretly I am loving it.
Miss L never fail to send for my parents
A Sensational pain in my butt would follow
More than often I cry under a swaying willow
My world soon gets brighter when the summer follows
Romp and plague all day in the neighborhood
Netting little fishes in the nearby riverlet
Our boys love all sorts of nonsense
It’s a damn shame we have to grow up then
It has been ten and twenty since the first cry of mine
Won over a beautiful girl to be my bride
The year 1990 seemed centuries ago
But I’ll ever forget it as the time goes.
Hush, my little one
Turn the frown upside down
It’s all right to be afraid
Family always give you shades
The path may be thorned
The journey will be long
Little one, be brave
You are meant to be great
Yeah, this is my 1990. The first-borns of the generation 90s’
The past doesn’t miss us, it’s only we are reminiscent.