Ponghuwan, a small fish with a small boat, has been sailing for a long time, until the night falls, and it's time to go home. Ponghuwan, Ponghuwan, my grandma's Ponghuwan. I have a lot of childhood fantasies. Sunshine, the beach, the waves, the hot sun, and an old captain. Ponghuwan, Ponghuwan, the night breeze, the green grass, the Ponghuwan, the white waves, the sand, the beach. There is no smoke, no sun, just a blue sea. Sitting on the love wall in front of the door, I think of you, and on the sandy beach in the evening, I keep a small silver two and a half. At that time, my grandma was sitting on the beach, and she held my hand tightly. Stepping on the foam, she walked to the warm Ponghuwan. A small fish with a small boat, has been sailing for a long time, until the night falls, and it's time to go home. Ponghuwan, Ponghuwan, my grandma's Ponghuwan. I have a lot of childhood fantasies. Sunshine, the beach, the waves, the hot sun, and an old captain. Ponghuwan Ponghuwan Ponghuwan Ponghuwan