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Eight years ago
A windy and snowy night
Disaster fell from heaven
The Mountain Vulture
Killed my grandparents and
kidnapped my Dad and Mom
Uncle Dashan of Jiapigou took me
to his home
Daddy escaped but mom jumped over
a cliff dome
Oh poor mother
Hiding in the mountains, Dad
feared I would fall into the evil paw again
Since then I have disguised as a
boy who pretends to be a mute
In daytime Dad and I hunt for food
in the mountain
At night he misses grandma and I
my mom in pain
I look forward to stars, I look
forward to the moon
I look forward to sunrise in the
deep mountains
I look forward to being able to
talk in society
I look forward to putting on my
girl’s dresses pretty
I look forward to, oh, settling
the eight years bloody debt owned to me
How I wish to have wings and fly
to the mountains carrying my gun
To kill all the jackals and wolves
with no mercy
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