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Next Door（国风民谣版•V3.8）
（厦门市城市宣传主题音乐系列）
作词：泽希（Zesen）& 东山居士（Easthill Hermit）
混音：东山居士（Easthill Hermit）
The tea table under the arcade
Has been here since Grandpa's day
The water boils, the tea is steeped
And the neighbors come to stay
Sea breeze drifts through the arcade hall
Carrying tea scent down the street
Grandma sets the cups in a row
The neighbors take their seat
The wind next door is salty
And warm as well
The tea next door is bitter
And sweet as well
Grandma's noodle soup has cooked all her life
Those who eat it grow from boys to grey
The broth is still the same broth
The taste is still the same taste
Next door, next door, we are family
The wind next door still blows
Grandma's hands never rest
The bowls next door are never empty
Under the red-brick wall
Grandma steeps her tea
In the noodle soup pot
Steam rises endlessly
People come and go outside
But the neighbors sit down and stay
One bowl of noodles, one pot of tea
That's a whole day
The wind next door is salty
And warm as well
The tea next door is bitter
And sweet as well
Grandma's noodle soup has cooked all her life
Those who eat it grow from boys to grey
The broth is still the same broth
The taste is still the same taste
Next door, next door, we are family
The wind next door still blows
Grandma's hands never rest
The bowls next door are never empty
The wind next door still blows
Grandma's tea is still warm
The red-brick house light is still on
Waiting for you to come home
One bowl, three generations
Still eating
One pot, one afternoon
A whole life
Grandma's noodle soup has cooked all her life
Those who eat it grow from boys to grey
The broth is still the same broth
The taste is still the same taste
Next door, next door, we are family
The wind next door still blows
Grandma's hands never rest
The bowls next door are never empty
