一塊地

身份的追尋，帶出家族的故事。外公賤賣的土地至今荒廢，再也買不回來 ——
一個家族的失落，也是無數原住民共同承受的土地正義之殤。歌裡的颱風，是族人聚集成一股力量的呼喚，也是渴望重新與土地連結的心聲。
A song about longing for land that was never returned. Billy's grandfather sold the family's indigenous land for almost nothing — it sits abandoned to this day. What starts as a personal family story becomes something larger: a groove-driven cry for land justice shared by indigenous peoples across Taiwan. The typhoon in the chorus isn't just weather — it's the sound of a people gathering force.
Note: In the third verse, the narrator confronts "Mr. Hong" — the person who took the land. The name Hong (洪) is Billy's own surname, a deliberate irony woven into the song: the land was lost somewhere within the family itself, and the demand for its return turns inward as much as outward.

我想要一塊地 我想要一塊地 做自己的事情
我不要噴農藥 因為要給家人吃
雙手挖土地 土地創造了你
我來蓋個小木屋 颱風把它吹倒了
颱風來了 颱風來了 Yeah 颱風來了
颱風來了 Yeah 颱風來了 把我吹倒吹倒
我想要一塊地 我想要一塊地 規模不用太龐大
我缺失的跟你換 我種的菜就是這麼這麼健康
就是這麼這麼健康 就是這麼健康
就是這麼健康 就是這麼健康
颱風來了 颱風來了 颱風來了 把我吹倒吹倒
颱風來了 颱風來了 颱風來了 把我吹倒吹倒
洪先生 在很久很久之前
你把我的地 把我的地 從我手上搶走
你的地要還給我 要還給我 要還給我 要還給我
颱風來了 颱風來了 颱風來了 把我吹倒吹倒
颱風來了 颱風來了 颱風來了 把我吹倒吹倒
Yeah yeah yeah 把我吹倒 Yeah Yeah Yeah

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I want a piece of land, I want a piece of land, to do things my own way
I won't spray pesticides, because this food is for my family
Dig the earth with both hands, the earth is what created you
I built a little wooden cabin, the typhoon blew it down
The typhoon's coming, the typhoon's coming, yeah the typhoon's coming
The typhoon's coming, yeah the typhoon's coming, blowing me down, blowing me down
I want a piece of land, I want a piece of land, doesn't need to be too big
I'll trade you for what I don't have, the vegetables I grow are just this healthy
Just this, this healthy, just this healthy
Just this healthy, just this healthy
The typhoon's coming, the typhoon's coming, the typhoon's coming, blowing me down
The typhoon's coming, the typhoon's coming, the typhoon's coming, blowing me down
Mr. Hong, a very, very long time ago
You took my land, took my land, right out of my hands
Your land must be returned to me, returned to me, returned to me, returned to me
The typhoon's coming, the typhoon's coming, the typhoon's coming, blowing me down
The typhoon's coming, the typhoon's coming, the typhoon's coming, blowing me down
Yeah yeah yeah, blow me down, yeah yeah yeah