[00:00.000] 作词 : 幻想邦尼
[00:01.000] 作曲 : 幻想邦尼
[00:02.000] 编曲 : 幻想邦尼
[00:14.670]Like stone, his hand held tight
[00:16.548]A glass sphere in its grip,
[00:18.378]Round and round I spun, in vain
[00:20.261]Not a finger could I strip.
[00:21.786]How skillful, the carpenter's hand,
[00:23.620]Builder of my childhood days,
[00:25.368]Upheld our home, stood like a man,
[00:26.993]What happened to it, in disarray?
[00:29.313]Once, I caused it to fall flat
[00:31.021]Upon the tabletop with might.
[00:32.643]Pitiful sight, the poor man's hand,
[00:34.546]Shyly shrinking, trembling with fright,
[00:36.745]Held not wealth, but a life of flight,
[00:38.532]And brittle bones of endless night.
[00:42.101]That hand reached out to carry my load,
[00:47.411]I contested, what good could it do?
[00:51.185]In the dorm, it insisted to unfold,
[00:54.850]The quilt for me, stubborn it pursued.
[00:58.124]Empty-handed, it walked away,
[01:01.754]Pushed by me, not past the doorway,
[01:05.284]Threshold untouched, he let go that day,
[01:08.217]Of my hand, as he turned away.
[01:12.945]On the train ride home, alone I cried,
[01:16.415]His withered hands, tears they couldn't hide,
[01:20.029]A truth I discovered, post-fact,
[01:23.532]The overflow of emotions, exact.
[01:27.144]We reunited, arguments ensued,
[01:30.770]His hand waved in the air, then withdrew.
[01:34.413]The carpenter, swallowing his ire,
[01:38.053]Went off to work, to fan the fire.
[01:42.423]Summoned to the hospital, I bowed,
[01:45.628]Head down, crouched against the wall, endowed.
[01:49.062]Time stretched, until a slender frame,
[01:52.969]Appeared at the surgery doorframe.
[01:56.062]Sawdust crowned his head, a humble claim,
[01:59.505]In my old, tattered shirt, dirt and shame,
[02:02.985]And blood!!!!
[02:03.976]Wrapped in bandages, that hand of his,
[02:07.257]Bloodied bindings, hanging, oh how it is,
[02:11.261]Heavy on my heart, choking me,
[02:14.705]Months back, it cleared the ancestral debris,
[02:18.747]Paper ashes swirling in the breeze,
[02:21.274]"Your grandson’s made it to college," he'd say with ease.
[02:24.892]Beside him, I knelt, in reverence please,
[02:28.542]Days before, in the photo, that hand at ease,
[02:32.096]On my shoulder, in our family's freeze,
[02:35.682]Hours earlier, it waved, then ceased...
[02:40.206]Now, scarred, rough, after suffering's toll,
[02:43.665]It won't hurt again, that hand, whole,
[02:47.250]---- I devoured my father's hand.
[02:51.839]For days, perhaps eternity,
[02:54.496]I timidly gaze, afraid to see,
[02:58.556]Dare not touch, not even a bit,
[03:02.144]My heart would shatter, tears never quit.