Reclaiming Cui Jian's "Prodigal Son Returns"

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Introduction: "The Prodigal Son Returns" is a song written and performed by Chinese rock musician Cui Jian, included in his album "Eggs Under the Red Flag". Released in 1994, this song became one of Cui Jian's representative works and a classic in the Chinese rock music scene.

"The Prodigal Son Returns" uses a passionate rock rhythm and heartfelt lyrics to depict the theme of a prodigal son returning home, expressing his longing and pursuit of hometown, family, and freedom. In the song, Cui Jian fully showcases his unique voice and emotional expression, full of power and infectious energy.

The song's opening guitar melody instantly grabs the listener's attention with its strong rhythm, paired with Cui Jian's unique vocals, making the listener feel as if they are in a high-energy rock concert. The lyrics describe the experiences of a wanderer away from home, his inner struggles, his longing for his hometown, and his determination to return. By combining personal stories with the social context, the song showcases a pursuit and call for freedom and independence.

"The Prodigal Son Returns" possesses a distinctive personal style and powerful emotional expression. Its lyrics and melody resonate deeply with listeners, evoking both empathy and reflection. With its heartfelt and passionate performance and unique musical style, this song has become a classic in Cui Jian's musical career and set a benchmark for the Chinese rock music scene.

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lyrics:

 When the prodigal son returns home
 Snow began to fall from the sky.
 Emerging from the ruins
 The old flag was teetering on the brink of collapse.

 Time has returned to its starting point.
 Those burning years of youth
 Those burning years of youth

 I come from an ancient place
 I have walked through wind and rain and scorching heat.
 I starved at a piece of land.
 My father was plowing there.

 When pursuing freedom
 Nobody knows what tomorrow will bring.
 Nobody knows what tomorrow will bring.

 I will risk my life to find freedom.
 I will not yield or abandon.
 I buried my sorrow in my heart.
 Because I know I am a soldier.

When the prodigal son returned home, no one welcomed me, no one knew I had been there, and no one knew I had walked that path.

I come from an ancient place. I have walked through wind and rain and scorching heat. I gaze hungrily at a piece of land where my father is tilling the land.

In the pursuit of freedom, no one knows what tomorrow will bring.

I will risk my life to seek freedom. I will not yield, nor will I abandon. I bury my sorrows deep within my heart, for I know I am a warrior.

I come from an ancient place. I have walked through wind and rain and scorching heat. I gaze hungrily at a piece of land where my father is tilling the land.

In the pursuit of freedom, no one knows what tomorrow will bring.

I will risk my life to seek freedom. I will not yield, nor will I abandon. I bury my sorrows deep within my heart, for I know I am a warrior.