When I was six
You made me a little wooden boat
It was such a small, small boat,
You said it would take me on a long journey
But I didn’t know which direction to choose,
I didn’t want to go by myself.
When I was twelve
You took me on a ship to Shanghai,
The first time I ever saw the sea, so very wide and deep.
I wondered when my boat would depart,
I dreamt it would take me to a place
Where I could sing with joy, laugh with an open heart.
When I was eighteen
You bought me a suitcase; it was a suitcase with wheels.
I went alone, far from home,
Telling you I would find my place,
Telling you not to worry, promising I would not let you down.
I went from North to South, I went from East to West
Bringing my little wooden boat, bringing my suitcase with wheels.
I am still on that road, still searching for that place,
Where I can sing with joy, laugh with an open heart,
Where you will not worry, and you will know I have not let you down.
Hang Yuan, 2013