32lines

32lines

Although I’m from a small village,

luckily enough, hope is still my privilege.

My yearnings were strong for knowledge,

so I worked hard and entered college.

Mongolian is my obvious advantage,

though I got my visions to enlarge.

Oh my god, the twenties is the wedding age,

but I don’t wanna be a wife locked in a cage.

This is odd and totally strange,

but my life is not someone else’s to judge.

Those unbreakable rules are waiting for me to challenge,

cause my happiness is me in charge.

Looking back to the days I was eating porridge,

what makes me today is continuing courage.

No one has a word to exchange,

that pressure is unspeakably huge.

And now, look at us, my daily food is bread and sausage,

please stop bothering me with your useless message.

I’m busy parking my fancy car in the garage,

Oops, find your card in the outside garbage.

We are all clear success is not about money and age,

sorry now my fame is on your page.

Some ten years ago, I had an urge,

and you were on the top of the ridge.

Some ten years later, I give you my oblige,

you become an embarrassing image.

Don’t forget that you have your life to forge,

I’m willing to see the very day you emerge.

To see how did it feel when you were in the gorge,

or to see how much you learned from your usage.

That day, we will be players on a brand new stage.