Dust in the Fireworks

This is a translation of the song by Hua Chenyu, 《烟火里的尘埃》.

Watching the dust dance as it falls
No one notices it exists
How carefree
Yet the world prefer liveliness
No room for my boredom
I shouldn’t stare blankly all by myself

Only me, watching the silent desert
Waiting for the flower to blossom
Only me, observing the joy of others
And sigh with sorrow
Let me listen to the serious principles
Unwilling to understand
What should be and what shouldn’t

A withered child lives within my heart
If the world can’t understand, I’ll confess to my shadows
Am I the only one who still questions
Why tomorrow is more exciting?
Can’t find the remains of innocence within the fireworks

Gusts of wind blows, why don’t they return
Once the wind is gone it doesn’t come back, isn’t that tragic?
To become numb so quickly, should that be so?
Can it slow down?

Laugh heartily, cry without holding back
Why should our expressions be determined by this world?
I am who I am, I’m just being myself
Just dust scattering in the fireworks

Gusts of wind blows
Once the wind is gone it doesn’t come back
Can it slow down?

-End-

The fireworks represent the restless and disorder world. Each of us are a mere speck of dust. No one notices our carefree existence. However, we still pursue the illusion of freedom.

When the noise of the world subsides, it’s the silent dust that sings. Be true to ourselves. Live the fabulous life we each own.