童年老家 Tong nian lao jia 魏佳藝 Wei Jia Yi

童年老家 Tong nian lao jia
作詞：馬健濤 作曲：馬健濤
原唱：馬健濤 演唱：魏佳藝

院子的狗尾草 快高過了門梢
媽媽的味道依然隨風飄
每當我放學後 肚子就咕咕叫
好想再喊一聲媽我餓了
小時候玩泥巴 弄髒了衣服啊
媽媽的手會拍我屁股兩下
天亮下地耕田 媽媽腰還沒彎
爸爸的白髮 還看不見
不知不覺長大 院子風吹雨打
當年的笑聲 再也沒有啦
小時候盼過年 長大後怕過年
童年的畫面 卻只能懷念
家鄉的白楊啊 守候著老家
我若回家 你還記得我嗎
當年我不聽話 總是氣爹媽
如今我懂事 他們卻老啦
院子的狗尾草 快高過了門梢
媽媽的味道依然隨風飄
每當我放學後 肚子就咕咕叫
好想再喊一聲媽我餓了

不知不覺長大 院子風吹雨打
當年的笑聲 再也沒有啦
小時候盼過年 長大後怕過年
童年的畫面 卻只能懷念
家鄉的白楊啊 守候著老家
我若回家 你還記得我嗎
當年我不聽話 總是氣爹媽
如今我懂事 他們卻老啦
院子的狗尾草 快高過了門梢
媽媽的味道依然隨風飄
每當我放學後 肚子就咕咕叫
好想再喊一聲媽我餓了
家鄉的白楊啊 守候著老家
我若回家 你還記得我嗎
當年我不聽話 總是氣爹媽
如今我懂事 他們卻老啦
院子的狗尾草 快高過了門梢
媽媽的味道依然隨風飄
每當我放學後 肚子就咕咕叫
好想再喊一聲媽我餓了

The dog's-tail grass in the yard has grown taller than the eaves.
My mother's scent still wafts on the breeze.
Whenever I get home from school, my stomach rumbles.
I long to call out, "Mom, I'm hungry."
When I was young, I played in the mud, getting my clothes dirty.
Mom would pat my bottom twice.
When the sun came up, Mom would work in the fields, her waist still straight.
Dad's white hair was still invisible.
Unknowingly, I grew up. The yard weathered through wind and rain.
The laughter of those days is gone forever.
When I was young, I looked forward to the New Year. As I grew up, I feared the New Year.
The scenes of childhood can only be cherished in memory.
The white poplars of my hometown guard my old home.
If I return home, will you still remember me?
When I was young, I was disobedient, always upsetting my parents.
Now that I am grown up, they have grown old.
The dog's-tail grass in the yard has grown taller than the eaves.
My mother's scent still wafts on the breeze.
Whenever I get home from school, my stomach rumbles.
I long to call out, "Mom, I'm hungry."

Unknowingly, I grew up. The yard weathered through wind and rain.
The laughter of those days is gone forever.
When I was young, I looked forward to the New Year. As I grew up, I feared the New Year.
The scenes of childhood can only be cherished in memory.
The white poplars of my hometown guard my old home.
If I return home, will you still remember me?
When I was young, I was disobedient, always upsetting my parents.
Now that I am grown up, they have grown old.
The dog's-tail grass in the yard has grown taller than the eaves.
My mother's scent still wafts on the breeze.
Whenever I get home from school, my stomach rumbles.
I long to call out, "Mom, I'm hungry."
The white poplars of my hometown guard my old home.
If I return home, will you still remember me?
When I was young, I was disobedient, always upsetting my parents.
Now that I am grown up, they have grown old.
The dog's-tail grass in the yard has grown taller than the eaves.
My mother's scent still wafts on the breeze.
Whenever I get home from school, my stomach rumbles.
I long to call out, "Mom, I'm hungry."