The evening breeze blows in Penghu Bay, the white waves chase the beach
There is no coconut grove with setting sun, just a piece of sea blue
Sitting on the low wall in front of the door, thinking over and over again
Also on the beach at dusk, there are two and a half footprints
That's when my grandmother held a cane and gently pulled my hand
Stepping on the twilight towards the afterglow, the warm Penghu Bay
A footprint is a stringof laughter that kills a lot of time
Until the night engulfs us both on our way home
Penghu Bay Penghu Bay Grandma's Penghu Bay
I have many childhood fantasies
Sunshine Beach Wave Cactus
And an old captain
The evening breeze blows in Penghu Bay, the white waves chase the beach
There is no coconut grove with setting sun, just a piece of sea blue
Sitting on the low wall in front of the door, thinking over and over again
Also on the beach at dusk, there are two and a half footprints
That's when my grandmother held a cane and gently pulled my hand
Stepping on the twilight towards the afterglow, the warm Penghu Bay
A footprint is a stringof laughter that kills a lot of time
Until the night engulfs us both on our way home
Penghu Bay Penghu Bay Grandma's Penghu Bay
I have many childhood fantasies
Sunshine Beach Wave Cactus
And an old captain
