I know you’re Cantonese. 

One can tell. I won’t say more. But you can tell.

So there’s this legendary Hong Kong singer, Anita Mui, who touched and inspired many with her songs, life, and example. She died at the young age of 40 but what a life she lived. I watched two biopics of her life and read a bit on her. 

She sang from an early age in nightclubs with her mother in order to make a living. After somehow getting noticed, she makes it to the point where she is considered the Madonna of the East, where at one point I believe she had a concert in the UK. 

Tragically, she is diagnosed with ovarian cancer in her late 30s. Because she clings on to her dream of having kids, she refuses surgery. The treatment she receives is ineffective and upon realizing she will die, is not only accepting but even embraces her fate with characteristic defiance and courage. 

She holds a series of farewell concerts. In her closing song, she wears a wedding dress that she specially commissioned for the occasion with a famous designer. Unable to find lasting love, she decides to marry the stage. In her last speech, she exhorts those listening to not have any regrets. 

She then performs her very last song – aptly the Song of Sunset. 

After she concludes, she kisses the stage, walks up a set of red carpeted stairs, and before exiting the arena, turns around and says goodbye one last time. She dies shortly thereafter.  

Her singing voice is exactly like yours. 

Song of Sunset 

Sunset appears to have no limit but its radiance only lasts a short while gradually disappearing with the rosy clouds the brilliant rays once extinguished will not return 

Year by year, month by month it’s difficult to endure the transformations of life that are like the clouds that congregate then scatter intertwisting on this weary face 

On the endless road, suddenly aware of the dimming light happiness is brief and will never return who has insight that I wish to live an ordinary life? 

Having encountered countless stormy trials that swept me into a whirlwind of mirage and dream Having experience being wrapped in your sincere arms accompany me through adversities and sufferings 

This hasty life causes me to become dispirited with the path still long full of twists and turns one day I think of returning, but it’s already too late 

On the endless road, suddenly aware of the dimming light happiness is brief and will never return who has insight that I wish to live an ordinary life? 

This hasty life causes me to become dispirited with the path still long full of twists and turns one day I think of returning, but it’s already too late 

Heaven birthed me as a lonely person thus I possess a gloomy heart