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Footprints of the Old

Lyrics: Ye Shirong.

Composer: Huang Jiaju.

**: "Footprints of the Old Days".

Singing: beyond

Specific lyrics: I'm going to find the footprints of the old days again.

Looking for me again in the past seems like a dream.

My mind was green, and I vaguely remembered her.

I just want to tell the old story again.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

The rain is thin and the road is flowing and I only think of her today.

See through the depths of the sky, there is no sunset on the road.

In this long dark night, there is no dialogue.

I just want to have you by my side and accompany me on the road.

Back to my hometown again, the dream is now.

Look at how many unfamiliar faces smile silently.

There was a green spot where the morning breeze blew gently.

Listen to your mother's whispers.

The old story is gone, and it can't be repeated.

I remember it again today.

A pair of eyes that only know how to cry weep and cry again.

Woo.........A lovely smiling face in the distance, every bit of kindness in this warm place.

Footprints of the Old

I'm going to look for the old footprints again.

Looking for me again in the past seems like a dream.

My mind was green, and I vaguely remembered her.

I just want to tell the old story again.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

The rain is thin and the road is flowing and I only think of her today.

See through the depths of the sky, there is no sunset on the road.

In this long dark night, there is no dialogue.

I just want to have you by my side and accompany me on the road.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

Back to my hometown again, the dream is now.

Look at how many unfamiliar faces smile silently.

There was a green spot where the morning breeze blew gently.

Listen to my mother whisper the old story.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

What is gone can no longer be done.

Today I can only remember.

A pair of eyes that only know how to cry.

Weeping and weeping.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness in this warm place.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

Isn't it this?

1, "Footprints of the Old" lyrics:

I'm going to look for the old footprints again.

I'm looking for the past, the dream years.

All I could think of was her face, vaguely thinking of her.

I just want to look at it again, and my face is full of tears.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

The rain is thin, the road is long, and I only think of her in my heart.

Every time I go to the street, I have a conversation with Cong alone on the road.

In this dark and long, there is no sunset.

I have a you by my side on my way.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

Back in my hometown again, it's like now.

Look at how many unfamiliar faces smile silently.

The place was green and the morning breeze blew gently.

Listen to Mom's whispered stories of the old days.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

What has passed can no longer be remembered, but only remembered in the heart.

These eyes that only know how to cry are changed to cherry blossoms, and they cry and cry again.

hu……I'm going to look for the old footprints again.

I'm looking for the past, the dream years.

All I could think of was her face, vaguely thinking of her.

I just want to look at it again in my heart, and that face is full of tears.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness in this warm place.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

2, "Footprints of the Old Days" is a Cantonese song sung by the Hong Kong rock band beyond, written by Ye Shirong, composed by Huang Jiaju, and arranged by beyond. The song was first performed at a concert in 1985 by Beyond, and this version was included in Beyond's self-released cassette tape "Goodbye Ideal" in March 1986.

Lyrics: Ye Shirong Composer: Huang Jiaju.

I'm going to look for the old footprints again.

I'm looking for the past, the dream years.

All I could think of was her face, vaguely thinking of her.

I just want to look at it again, and my face is full of tears.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

The rain is thin, the road is long, and I only think of her in my heart.

Every time I walk into the street, I talk to each other on the road.

In this dark and long, there is no sunset.

I have a you by my side on my way.

Back in my hometown again, it's like now.

Look at how many unfamiliar faces smile silently.

The place was green and the morning breeze blew gently.

Listen to Mom's whispered stories of the old days.

What has passed can no longer be remembered, but today can only be remembered.

A pair of eyes that only know how to cry weep and cry again.

ooh……Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness in this warm place.

Song: Footprints of the Old Days (Cantonese).

Singer: beyond

Lyrics: Ye Shirong.

Composer: Huang Jiaju.

The lyrics mean in Chinese.

I'm going to look for the old footprints again.

Looking for me again in the past seems like a dream.

My mind was green, and I vaguely remembered her.

I just want to tell the old story again.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

The rain is thin and the road is flowing and I only think of her today.

See through the depths of the sky, there is no sunset on the road.

In this long dark night, there is no dialogue.

I just want to have you by my side and accompany me on the road.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

Back in my hometown again, it's like now.

Look at how many unfamiliar faces smile silently.

There was a green spot where the morning breeze blew gently.

Listen to my mother whisper the old story.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

What has passed can no longer be remembered, but today can only be remembered.

A pair of eyes that only know how to cry, crying and crying again

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness in this warm place.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

Written in 1984, "Footprints of the Old" is inspired by the hometown of a good friend of Jiaju, Mike Lau, who went to the United States to study film in order to study film, and finally returned to his hometown ten years later. After he came to Hong Kong, he talked to Jiaju about his feelings, and Jiaju wrote his feelings of homesickness into the song "Footprints of the Old Days". "Footprints of the Old" was first included in the 1986 self-financed cassette "Goodbye Ideals" and later reproduced in "Modern Stage".

The most obvious difference between the two versions is that the latter changes the prelude from electric guitar to piano, and the rhythm is clearer.

Lyrics information. Word Ye Shirong. Qu Huang Jiaju. Lead singer Huang Jiaju.

I'm going to look for the old footprints again.

Looking for me again in the past seems like a dream.

All I could think of was her face, vaguely thinking of her.

I just want to tell the old story again.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

The rain is thin and the road is flowing and I only think of her today.

See through the depths of the sky, there is no sunset on the road.

In this long dark night, there is no dialogue.

I just want to have you by my side and accompany me on the road.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

Back to my hometown again, the dream is now.

Look at how many unfamiliar faces smile silently.

There was a green spot where the morning breeze blew gently.

Listen to my mother whisper the old story.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

What has passed can no longer be remembered, but today can only be remembered.

A pair of eyes that only know how to cry weep and cry again.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness in this warm place.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

I'm going to look for the old footprints again.

I'm looking for the past, the dream years.

All I could think of was her face, vaguely thinking of her.

I just want to look at it again, and my face is full of tears.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

The rain is thin, the road is long, and I only think of her in my heart.

Every time I walk into the street, I talk to each other on the road.

In this dark and long, there is no sunset.

I have a you by my side on my way.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

Returning to my hometown again, the dream is like now.

Look at how many unfamiliar faces smile silently.

The place was green and the morning breeze blew gently.

Listen to Mom's whispered stories of the old days.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

What has passed can no longer be recalled today.

A pair of eyes that only know how to cry weep and cry again.

Woo.........I'm going to look for the old footprints again.

I'm looking for the past, the dream years.

All I could think of was her face, vaguely thinking of her.

I just want to look at it again, and my face is full of tears.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness in this warm place.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

Oh my god, I don't know how to analyze lyrics!

His childhood.

Memories of his wanderings.

Every time you get drunk.

I'll listen to him.

Climb that big tree.

Jump off that temple.

A small river in front of the door.

A field behind the house.

Every step is the footprint of the old days.

I now have vivid memories of my father's old days.

It's too late to say goodbye.

It doesn't seem to matter.

There is only a little regret.

It is also a last resort.

But the road ahead is getting longer and longer.

There is no news from my hometown.

Getting older.

The more melancholy the heart becomes.

Every step is the footprint of the old days.

I now have vivid memories of my father's old days.

But the old man looks.

He has gone with him.

Memories that come back to me.

Tears remained in his eyes.

Woo.........

"Footprints of the Old" is available in Cantonese and Chinese.

The following are the lyrics in the Chinese version:

Footprints of the Old Days (Chinese version).

beyond

Lyrics: Liu Zhuohui Composer: Huang Jiaju.

His childhood.

Memories of his wanderings.

Every time you get drunk.

I'll listen to him.

Climb that big tree.

Jump on that temple.

It turned out that there was one in that place.

Jump on that temple.

Every step of the way.

His old footprints.

I am clear now.

Those memories of my father's old days.

It's too late to say goodbye.

It doesn't seem to matter.

Not a bit of regret.

Maybe it's a last resort.

But the road ahead is getting longer and longer.

There is no news from my hometown.

Getting older.

The more melancholy I miss, the more melancholy.

Drunk look.

He has gone with him.

An echo in my ears.

Tears remained in his eyes.

Woo.........Every step of the way.

His old footprints.

I am clear now.

Memories of my father.

Footprints of the Old

Lyrics: Ye Shirong.

Composer: Huang Jiaju.

**: "Footprints of the Old Days".

Singing: beyond

Specific lyrics: I'm going to look for that again.

Footprints of the Old

Come to me again.

It's like a dream.

The brain is green.

I vaguely thought of her.

I just want to say it again.

That old story.

Each one is cute.

A smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of graciousness.

In this warm hometown.

The rain is gentle. The road is long.

Just think of her today.

See through the depths of the sky.

There is no sunset on the road.

In this darkness is long.

There was no conversation in the night.

I just want to have you around you.

Accompany me on the road.

Silver Tremor returned to his hometown again.

The dream is now.

Look at how many unfamiliar faces there are.

Smile silently.

It's all green.

The morning breeze blows gently.

Listen to your mother's whispers.

That old story.

What is gone can no longer be done.

I remember it again today.

A pair of eyes that only know how to cry.

Weeping and weeping.

Woo.........A cute.

A smile in the distance.

Every bit of graciousness.

In this warm place.

Song Title: Footprints of the Old.

Singer: beyond

**: Beyond the Arab Concert.

beyond - the footprints of the past.

Lyrics: Ye Shirong Composer: Huang Jiaju.

I'm going to look for the old footprints again.

Looking for me again in the past seems like a dream.

My mind was green, and I vaguely remembered her.

I just want to tell the old story again.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

The rain is thin and the road is flowing and I only think of her today.

See through the depths of the sky, there is no sunset on the road.

In this long dark night, there is no dialogue.

I just want to have you by my side and accompany me on the road.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

Back to my hometown again, the dream is now.

Look at how many unfamiliar faces smile silently.

There was a green spot where the morning breeze blew gently.

Whispering to my mother to tell the old story.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.

What has passed can no longer be remembered, but today can only be remembered.

A pair of eyes that only know how to cry weep and cry again.

Woo.........Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness in this warm place.

Every cute smiling face in the distance.

Every bit of kindness is in this warm hometown.