Beijing Beijing
When I walk on each of these streetsMy heart never seems to be at peaceApart from roaring of the engines and the electricsounds, I seem to hear its candlewick heartbeat
Here I laughedHere I criedHere I’ve livedand here I’ll dieHere I prayedHere I’ve felt lostHere I soughtand here I’ve lost
Beijing Beijing
Three blocks between the coffee house and the squareSeems like the distance between the neon lights and the moonIn the midst of their struggles, people comfort and hug each other, searching and chasing, grasping at shattered dreams
Here we laughedHere we criedHere we’ve livedand here we’ll dieHere we prayedHere we’ve felt lostHere we soughtand here we’ve lost
Beijing Beijing
If one day I have to leaveI hope people will bury me hereHere, I can feel my existenceHere, there are too many things that I long for
Here I laughedHere I criedHere I’ve livedand here I’ll dieHere I prayedHere I’ve felt lostHere I soughtand here I’ve lost
Beijing Beijing