| Song | Caoin (Lament) |
| Artist | The Tossers |
| Album | Purgatory |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Duggins, Tossers | |
| Sing homeland smile | |
| Our sad and lonely weakness will be gone for a while | |
| Sing homeland smile | |
| And give our motherland back her style | |
| Not across an ocean, not across a sea | |
| But in our own home town where you want to be | |
| Past an armored car and a soldier you see | |
| Sigh a breath now lift your strong voice up and sing | |
| Release the pressure from your chest | |
| Of the sadness of your friends now that you long for and miss | |
| And although they may tell you you're not worth a wage | |
| They can't restrict you from grieving in your own chosen way | |
| Look up to the stars at the end of the day | |
| And remember that we're here and it's a mystery | |
| And remember the ones who have gone away | |
| And accept a part of life now that we cannot curb or sway |
| zuo qu : Duggins, Tossers | |
| Sing homeland smile | |
| Our sad and lonely weakness will be gone for a while | |
| Sing homeland smile | |
| And give our motherland back her style | |
| Not across an ocean, not across a sea | |
| But in our own home town where you want to be | |
| Past an armored car and a soldier you see | |
| Sigh a breath now lift your strong voice up and sing | |
| Release the pressure from your chest | |
| Of the sadness of your friends now that you long for and miss | |
| And although they may tell you you' re not worth a wage | |
| They can' t restrict you from grieving in your own chosen way | |
| Look up to the stars at the end of the day | |
| And remember that we' re here and it' s a mystery | |
| And remember the ones who have gone away | |
| And accept a part of life now that we cannot curb or sway |
| zuò qǔ : Duggins, Tossers | |
| Sing homeland smile | |
| Our sad and lonely weakness will be gone for a while | |
| Sing homeland smile | |
| And give our motherland back her style | |
| Not across an ocean, not across a sea | |
| But in our own home town where you want to be | |
| Past an armored car and a soldier you see | |
| Sigh a breath now lift your strong voice up and sing | |
| Release the pressure from your chest | |
| Of the sadness of your friends now that you long for and miss | |
| And although they may tell you you' re not worth a wage | |
| They can' t restrict you from grieving in your own chosen way | |
| Look up to the stars at the end of the day | |
| And remember that we' re here and it' s a mystery | |
| And remember the ones who have gone away | |
| And accept a part of life now that we cannot curb or sway |