In memory of 228. 作詞呂美親 作曲與演唱吳易叡
The day it rained, the weather turned cold abruptly. Water was not abundant anymore, nor beautiful were the rice flowers. It was the end of tobacco leaves' season. I was planning to grow rice. I was longing for the coming of peaceful days.
It was not the sunset yet. But I could barely see the ridge of my rice fields, finding no place to nestle. Suddenly I fell in to a dike, on the day it rained, when rain dampened the road lamps. My cigarette was still burning, how come this evening passed far sooner than before?
Wasn't it a dream? If yes why couldn't I wake up? I saw those hoes become arms, rivers become turbid, tobacco leaves were dyed red. And chickens and birds could not escape in time, either.
Since the day, the moon stays still. No matter how the wind blows, how the rain pours, I stand by the sky, waiting together with you.
I have forgotten what tobacco smelled like. I seem to smell the fragrance of your cooking. However I cannot stretch my legs, nor can I open my eyes. Please do not panic for me. Here under the dike I have many companions. Whenever you are not able to fall asleep, please remember that I will go back and watch you.
