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We smelled your soup on the fire cookingWe saw your
toys and your pencils looking brightSo bright and yet
they come from, oh, so far awayWe heard your flags
and your banners flappingWe felt the air from your
hands all clapping timeIn time,
I'm sure your time is not so far awayMillions,
all moving forwardMillions,
all babbling crosswordMillions,
all flow as waterMillions,
all bright with laughterHe make you glowingHe bake
you goldenLike the Yangtze mudI saw your writing on
paper landingYour stamps showed bridges and temples
standing stillSo still, and yet they're standing,
oh, so far awayI saw you asking for western thinkingI
say it's poison that you'll be drinkingStay as East,
as far away as dreams will let you beMillions,
all moving forwardMillions,
all babbling crosswordMillions,
all flow as waterMillions,
all bright with laughterHe make you glowingHe bake
you goldenLike the Yangtze mudMillions,
all moving forwardMillions,
all babbling crosswordMillions,
all flow as waterMillions,
all bright with laughterHe make you glowingHe bake
you goldenLike the Yangtze mud