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Bai Hua

Wheat In Memory of Haizi

Wheat, as I stand here before you 
I let my aching hands hang down by my sides 
Wheat, with my Mao badge pinned over my heart 
I ask you to desist from your mad growth! 

Wheat! Wheat! Wheat! 
There will be bloodshed in the North account of this 
See for yourself: from Anhui province to my hands 
And then all the way to China’s core 
A grain of spirit is transmitted at lightning speed 

Who gave the order to begin the hunger strike? 
Wheat! Wheat! Wheat! 
A tear falls and strikes the crown of Starvation’s head 
You lead the hunger strike into its 168th hour 

Wheat. Our wheat 
Ah, wheat, wheat of Mother Earth 
In the vast sky stars shine brightly 
The South weeps within bodies of flesh 

Please announce the next move, wheat! The next move! 
The next move can only be Sacrifice 
The next move can never be Feast

<麥子:紀念海子>

<麥子:紀念海子>

麥子,我面對你
我垂下疼痛的雙手
麥子,我左胸的一枚像章
我請求你停止瘋長!

麥子!麥子!麥子!
北方就要因此而流血
看吧,從安徽直到我手裏
直到祖國的中心
一粒精神正飛速傳遞

是誰發出絕食的命令
麥子!麥子!麥子!
一滴淚打在飢餓的頭頂
你率領絕食進入第168個小時

麥子,我們的麥子
啊,麥子,大地的麥子!
長空星辰照耀
南方在肉體中哭泣

請宣告吧!麥子,下一步,下一步!
下一步就是犧牲
下一步不是宴席
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Wheat In Memory of Haizi

Wheat, as I stand here before you 
I let my aching hands hang down by my sides 
Wheat, with my Mao badge pinned over my heart 
I ask you to desist from your mad growth! 

Wheat! Wheat! Wheat! 
There will be bloodshed in the North account of this 
See for yourself: from Anhui province to my hands 
And then all the way to China’s core 
A grain of spirit is transmitted at lightning speed 

Who gave the order to begin the hunger strike? 
Wheat! Wheat! Wheat! 
A tear falls and strikes the crown of Starvation’s head 
You lead the hunger strike into its 168th hour 

Wheat. Our wheat 
Ah, wheat, wheat of Mother Earth 
In the vast sky stars shine brightly 
The South weeps within bodies of flesh 

Please announce the next move, wheat! The next move! 
The next move can only be Sacrifice 
The next move can never be Feast

Wheat In Memory of Haizi

Wheat, as I stand here before you 
I let my aching hands hang down by my sides 
Wheat, with my Mao badge pinned over my heart 
I ask you to desist from your mad growth! 

Wheat! Wheat! Wheat! 
There will be bloodshed in the North account of this 
See for yourself: from Anhui province to my hands 
And then all the way to China’s core 
A grain of spirit is transmitted at lightning speed 

Who gave the order to begin the hunger strike? 
Wheat! Wheat! Wheat! 
A tear falls and strikes the crown of Starvation’s head 
You lead the hunger strike into its 168th hour 

Wheat. Our wheat 
Ah, wheat, wheat of Mother Earth 
In the vast sky stars shine brightly 
The South weeps within bodies of flesh 

Please announce the next move, wheat! The next move! 
The next move can only be Sacrifice 
The next move can never be Feast
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