Each time as I held the little boat and carved the year on its side, my grandfather seemed near.
每次去，我都会在船身刻上年份。我离外公似乎不远了。
The wind of heaven blows, the anchor desperately clutches the mud, and my boat is beating its breast against the chain.
天堂之风乍起，锚拼为顾一切要抓住泥浆，我的小舟用胸膛紧偎着链锁。
I felt the sailing boat of my life steering its way into the green River after leaving the blue sea behind.
我觉得我的生命的风帆，已从蔚蓝的海，驶进了碧绿的江。
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