秋吟
爸爸是河流
我是小舟
时间的风儿吹得我
踉跄的喝了几口水
爸爸顺着风
悄悄跟在后头
轻轻推动我的身子
颠簸着走进时光河
Baba
Baba is the river
I am a small boat.
The wind blows me floating up,
I took a few mouthfuls of water.
Baba follows the wind and
Whispering behind
Gently push me swinging into the river of time