Beautiful song – The First Snow of 2002

I have been a ‘bad’ blogger of late. My reading is going okay, but not as good as expected. I am one review behind – ‘Four Letter Word : New Love Letters’ edited by Rosalind Porter and Joshua Knelman, in case you are curious – and I am reading Emily Bronte’s ‘Wuthering Heights’ now. ‘Wuthering Heights’ is a tough read, filled with dark characters, which makes it difficult for me to turn the page, because I don’t know who is going to suffer next. So, I thought I will post some music 🙂

I was going through the archives in my computer a few days back trying to find something, and I discovered some old songs that I used to like very much. When I heard them again I felt very nostalgic – I liked them very much even after all these years. Here is my most favourite out of the ones I listened to. It is in Chinese, and it is called ‘The First Snow of 2002’. Happy Listening!

The translated lyrics of the song go like this.

The First Snow of 2002

The first snow of 2002
Came later than it did before
The public bus which stops at the Kunlun hotel
Carried away the last fallen autumn leaf
The first snow of 2002
Is the complex story from Wulumuqi that I cannot give up
You are like a fluttering butterfly
Fluttering about in the virgin snow like a flickering flame

I cannot forget the feeling of you in my arms
Warmer than the passion inside my heart
I forget the biting cold North wind outside the windows
As I bring forth familiar tender emotions

It is your red lips that I hold fast in my memory
It is your every care which makes me feel alive again
It is your ten thousand tender sentiments which melt the ice
It is your sweet speech and honeyed words which change the season

Thanks to Soul Muser from Life Wordsmith for identifying the singer of the song and for showing me the translation. Thanks to my old friend Dop Sun for introducing me to the song in the first place and for giving me more information on Dao Lang.

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