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Present:Music Nation Group
Date:10/17/2006

Album Introduction:

"Second Hand" means a warning that the band can not copy other's blindly; "Rose" implies the superior pursuit in art. From the day Second Hand Rose founded, they have firmed a faith that is adhering to the road of building the music with Chinese characteristics. The band is truly a new and unique force among the Chinese rock bands. Second Hand Rose, as the most enchanting rock band with distinctive characteristics, fearless attempt and renovated creation, has built the legends one by one in the Chinese rock circle.
Second Hand Rose is worth being written in the Chinese rock development progress. It was born in the language environment of post-colonial culture in China, but it keeps the balance between the west cultural background of rock music and the national identity. Second Hand Rose supplies the thirsty of the public for the original cultural elements fast and performs the rock art well in a way closer to the society. They have clearly chosen a most proper road for themselves; meanwhile hold their lines by being commercialized. Now the band is in their best time with exuberant vitality. It's time for the band to break the fetters and march on with hesitation.
Second Hand Rose has proven the existence of Chinese rock music. It has no model in China, so it cannot be compared by any music band. As a band full of creations and never easily compromised, they never change themselves with times, because the band itself is the need of times. In the foreseeable future, Second Hand Rose is doomed to bring surprises for the people they never imagine.

 

Brutal and cold-blooded

Several stars in the sky, tall and short trees in the field
Ten fingers have different lengths, people in the world have different ideas
People in the world have different ideas

The teenagers don't know too much, until they are twenty-some things
Thirty may be like wolves, may forty be like tigers
When you know about these, you may be already in your fifties
People will die when they are old, nothing left
Money makes people even die earlier, better have a good friend than have a lot of money

Oh my wolf, when will you take my heart
Oh my dog, when will you take my lung

The World of Entertainment

Two bees flying in the flowers, fly over and over until love disappears
People make living in the world will meet with many misfortunes.
I can harm you to death, and I can harm myself.
It is not easy for anybody to make a living

If you want to be well-known, you can be romantic but not obscene
People have bright eyes and will see, no matter whom you make love with
We know the entertainment world
We know the entertainment world, we want to affect the entertainment world
Who should make laws to the entertainment world
Nobody cares who will destroy the entertainment world.

At the beginning of life, sex is love We always love the most at the first love
We love over and over until get confused,and now we never care whom will be loved
Love … Hey…
Three's company, one could be the teacher.Six's company, nobody has relatives
After all we look back,but we don't know whether we are clear or not

In the countryside alcohol and meat decay, but in the city some people even freeze to death
People fight with each other very hard to get food
If by any chance they are relatives, friends
If by any chance they are lovers, or themselves

E-time Paradise

Not in the sky but in the world, not in the dream but in one's side
Not in one's side but before one's eyes, not before one's eyes but in one's heart

It is a free and happy kingdom, everybody smiles in his own way
It is a homeland with half moon, he and she meet with each other
It is a snowy and stormy night, all the leaves fall in love with each other

He and she, click that mountain He and she, open that spring
He and she, see the paradise He and she, download the forever for love

Eternal mountain, always on the other shore, eternal water, never break
Eternal love, always on the desktop, eternal promise, never off-line

Night is deep

Night is deep, night is deep. Who are you waiting for by the window?
Night is deep, night is deep. Who will know my secret?
We have expected to live as an artist
But every day we suffers what we don’t want to stand
Finally you left and I lost the last cheer
Night is deep, night is deep. Who are you waiting for by the window?
Night is deep, night is deep. Who will know my secret?
Night is deep, night is deep. Your beauty is for whom?
Night is deep, night is deep. Who will know my secret?

We live the same colorful life in different corners
But in my sight there is only one odd color
Forced waiting, confused understanding, my purity is wasted

Night is deep, night is deep. Who are you waiting for by the window?
Night is deep, night is deep. Who will know my secret?
Night is deep, night is deep. Your beauty is for whom?
Night is deep, night is deep. Who will know my secret?

The feeling is wrong

Until all maple leaves in mountain are red
Until all trees are full of fruits
Until my heart is old
I will think it is harvest
Until I am old without strength
Until my desire is dry
Until my heart is old
I will think it is loss

Who steals the childhood so that we can’t have fun?
Who steals the lover so that we can only bitterly smile?
Who steals the ideal so that we can’t find the direction?
Who steals the desire so that we have nothing to rely on?

When the leaves become red and when the heart becomes old?
What fulfills the harvest and how the harvest satisfies the loss?

Take off

This is a beautiful, vanity and wild time
All joy and sad both express the helpless
If you are pure, you have to know what the cheap love is
If you are sophisticated, you need to learn self-comfort to fulfill empty
I try to surpass myself but I’m mad
I try to change myself but I’m confused
I try to remember but can’t recall anything of the last life
I think it is fine to forget but the world changes

Carve my name in the beeper
Save my soul in the cellphone
Use my blood in science
The god is abandon on the road

Carve my name in the beeper
Save my soul in the cellphone
Use my blood in science
Ideal is mad on the tramp

Survive (destiny)

Ah Survive
Work all day only for a meal
Dream that life is full of satin and silk
Lover is only a company
Heart beats in the midnight and body rubs the edge of bed

Life will not be all sunshine day by day
Time brings sour sourer than vinegar
Happiness is on the heaven and doesn’t come
All kinds of dangers is around your life

Why people torture each other
Why people cry for each other
Why people turn against each other
Why people accompany each other
Ah survive Ah destiny
Ah survive Ah destiny

Exorcism

East sees the west Poor sees the rich
Either poor or rich both has worries and ills
Dream can’t last in the morning Midnight there is nothing
Heart is always flying like the river flows east

East sees the west
Who is richer in thought?
Can’t understand your own life
Can’t learn other’s song
Life is not long but there are always yielding people
Someone trade wine with conscience
Someone being the henchman of witchcraft
Exorcism... Exorcism

The fruits are wild cause the wind gone by
Flowers on the ground can’t picked up
It’s lonely since wind gone by
Like welcoming the new age
Wind gone by love is harmonious
We live the copied life
When I see your ambiguous smile
I’m frightened awake

But I'm still singing

I’m drunk when I don’t want to
I feel regret when I don’t want to be clear
My sadness is the comfort you give
I’m broken like your heart broken
But I’m still singing

I must cover my ears in case I learn something
I must shut eyes in case I fear something
I must loss conscience in case I do something
I must control desire in case I get something
But I’m still singing
La…la…la

A Story of Spring

Look up, look at the mountain, my dreaming Spring is there
A story happens in Spring, is there really a god in the story
Who sings in Spring, who writes poems in Spring
Who imagines in Spring, who gets hurt in Spring
Every year we look forward, every year we try our best to change
Will tomorrow go on, or the truth stop at yesterday

Mountain becomes famous not because of its height but god in it
Water becomes fairy not because of its depth but dragon in it
A person becomes successful not because of his humanity but his keep-going
An ideal can be realized not because of its size but its feasibility

La...
Look up, look at the mountain, my dreaming Spring is there
A story happens in Spring, is there really a god in
La...

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