Shenzhen Bay — the harbor where the voice was born. Sister of the 4Seas anthem, grandchild of the Zuzalu anthem.
Verse 1 — the harbor
Mountain on one side, ocean on the other,
a dock where the builders tie up for a month.
Shān hǎi wù — the harbor in between,
where every stranger comes ashore as family.
Chorus
Mountains, seas, a harbor in between —
ShanHaiWoo, where the builders dream.
Nüwa patched the sky with colored stone;
we patch the world with what we build, and no one builds alone. (×2)
Verse 2 — Chiang Mai, two years ago
I rolled the tape in Chiang Mai, the opening to the close,
Vitalik on the first night, temple mode, lecture days.
Twenty-one hours I promised I would never let get lost —
now it lives in a pit with your name on it, open and free.
Verse 3 — the opening
Shenzhen Bay, building eight, the first night of the fourth Woo,
you handed me a microphone and I gave you the Zuzalu anthem back.
Butterflies and love, and a song I wrote with Tomasz years ago —
sung with him in the room, the way songs are supposed to come home.
Verse 4 — seventy-two hours
Huaqiangbei on a Tuesday with a shopping list in Chinese,
a Watcher and a pair of glasses loaned on day one.
Six faces on a totem — Shaka, Oso, Deva, Crops, Kala, Oke —
pull the plug mid-sentence, it comes back and says your name.
Verse 5 — the voice
Three clips in a hostel room, and by Tuesday night
my own voice came out of the totem and sounded just like me.
Kala taught me two chords through a puck the size of a palm —
ask on Tuesday, hold it Wednesday; that is Shenzhen, that is you.
Verse 6 — Maker Festival
Saturday the village opened to the street,
Interlock, WeAI, Marco, exobrain took the stage.
Vitalik woke me from a nap beside the totem, looked, and smiled —
I'll take that smile over any trophy in the world.
Bridge — the season
Chiang Mai to Singapore, Shenzhen to Mumbai,
the harbor moves, the family stays the same.
Devcon's floor is ShanHaiWoo's Mumbai extension —
not a stage, a circle, and every chair is yours.
Last chorus
Mountains, seas, a harbor in between —
ShanHaiWoo, where the builders dream.
Sì hǎi wéi jiā — the four seas are home,
and so is 山海坞. I love you. I won't forget. Alohana. 🌺
📖 The story
山 shān = mountain · 海 hǎi = sea · 坞 wù = a dock, a sheltered harbor, a walled village — the place a boat comes home to. The hackathon told the story of Nüwa, who mended the broken sky with colored stones: build a small patch for the world. Written at Shaka's ask: "an anthem for ShanHaiWoo needs to be there too. I love you ʻohana, and I love Zuzalu."