歌词
Papa! I won't let you go to America!
Jing, what I do is important
We need to care about more than just ourselves
Your mother and I are very lucky to have such a dutiful daughter
Yes, I am dutiful
I am Chinese
Yes, you are dutiful
You are Chinese
I get it I am dutiful
We are Chinese
My father was a peasant
Who moved here for a better life
At first he was
Poor
He was so poor
But he brought something with him
To remind him of his home, his family
He gave it to me
Now I give it to you
It's a rock
You can hold it in your hand
Just a rock
It's a rock to remember where you're from
It is strong, it is cool to the touch
It is part of the past just as much as what's ahead
As what's ahead
Sadness isn't useful
Emotions mustn't guide you
Feelings always pass. They always pass
Stop and think of your grandpa
And the sacrifice he made. For family
Now dry your tears and smile
Papa, I'm afraid
Papa, I am scared for you
What is this "America?"
You don't belong in America
It's a rock
Papa, I'm afraid
You can hold it in your hand
Papa
Papa, I am scared for you
It's a rock
To remember where you're from
Don't go, don't go
Papa, I hear that the Americans...hate China
Nonsense. That might have been true in the past
But this is 2016
I love you, Papa
My father's strong
He is cool to the touch
He is part of the past just as much as
What's ahead
As what's ahead
As what's ahead
Feelings always pass. They always pass