Amy’s Top50 Songs of 2013
5. Bibi Zhou (周笔畅) – Good Night (晚安的话)
I gotta be honest; I had forgotten Bibi released an album this year. Her voice, however, still fills that void in my soul and just listening to the song once again stirs all those emotions. I’m always a big fan of unadulterated Bibi.
4. Ulala Session feautring Sul Woon Do – FONKY
This is my only party anthem right there. I love how the songs breaks down into this trotty bridge with Sul Woon Do, resumes with the beats and asks all the ajusshis and ajummas to party on the streets. xD
3. Sodagreen (蘇打綠) – I Miss You (我好想你)
In a normal, regular kinda year… I don’t think I would’ve included a Sodagreen ballad so high on my list. However, their music alongside Qing’s loss of his father has just become intrinsically tied with my own pain. The other day I was watching their concert, and I just suddenly started bawling.
What sells the song to me now is the way Qing delivers those simple “wo hao xiang ni” repeatedly. Interestingly enough, I also felt a strong connection with Priyanka Chopra whose own father passed away this year as well. In an interview, she left these words:
I think it’s escapism. I don’t think its strength and I think that maybe I should have taken the time to deal with it. I think I wanted to run away from dealing with it and I did. I started work four days later, one – because my dad hated me sitting at home, and second – I would have lost my mind if I did not do that. Losing my father was not just losing my dad; it was losing a part of me. I don’t know if every daughter is that close to her father as I was. My dad was my best friend, my idol and my protector. He was the man of my life so I went back to work because that was my only solace and I haven’t stopped since. I don’t think I will.
Here goes the translation of the song:
Turn on the light, the scene in front of the eyes-
The spacious room, the lonely bed.
Turn off the light, it’s all the same,
The wound in the heart, unable to be shared.
Life flows away with time,
turns old with gray hair,
leaves with you, no news of happiness,
fades away with the past,
falls asleep with dreams,
leaves with the numb heart-
I miss you, miss you, but no trace is left.
I’m still tiptoeing in missing you-
I’m still letting the memories hover over me.
I’m still shedding tears with my eyes closed,
I still pretend not to care-
I miss you, miss you, but I deceive myself.