天黑黑 [thinn O O] [English translation]

When I was young,

when I was rowdy and wilful,

my grandmother would sing to amuse me.

Afternoons in summer,

her songs would soothe me,

and that lovey song was sung like this:

*the sky is dark, it wants to rain;

the sky is dark, black and black.

Leaving childhood,

I built a life I called my own.

With new songs and new ideas,

And where wilfulness and rowdiness were no longer,

I forgot how there was still that song:

the sky is dark, it wants to rain;

the sky is dark, black and black.

I fell in love with someone who I would give anything for.

And I thought, this must be the world that I was searching for.

Yet, stubborn and in a mess, I was misunderstood and cheated.

And behind this grown-up world, is it always so cracked?

Every day I walk and face diverging roads,

and I miss those small things that were simple and beautiful.

And love always brings tears,

always brings dissatisfaction.

The sky is wide and I am without clarity.

I am lonely.

I fell in love with someone who I would give anything for.

And I thought, this must be the world that I was searching for.

Yet, stubborn and in a mess, I was misunderstood and cheated.

And behind this grown-up world, is it always so cracked?

Every day I walk and face diverging roads,

and I miss those small things that were simple and beautiful.

And love always brings tears,

always brings dissatisfaction.

The sky is wide and I am without clarity.

I am lonely.

And when the sky falls dark,

I recall that song

and now suddenly, I am waiting for silent rain in anticipation.

Ah, but grandma had already sung the lesson to me:

When it rains, march bravely ahead.

And I believe now, that all will become still.

And all I want now is to return home.

The sky is dark, it wants to rain;

the sky is dark, black and black.

• Artist:Stefanie Sun
• Album:Sun Yan Zi (2000)