Walking on the Chinese

Watching for the coins to

Butterfly, spread your painted wings

By the stream, stretching in the rocks

Tiger on the mountaintop

Now the sun is rising in the East

Looking for my golden fleece

Ivory skin, scarlet colour deep

Lips that burn but do not speak

(Three misty nights waiting by the shore)

It may be that my lover comes no more

Blue-red silk burning on my chest

Stepping stones on the yellow sea

Dreaming she'll be there for me

(Come down the clouds to the sea of flames)

From the mountain hear the cry of pain

On the Chinese Wall, oh yeah

(On the Chinese Wall)

Butterfly, spread your wings

(Watching for the coins to fall)

Blue-red silk on my chest

Oh, no

(Walking on the Chinese, walking on the Chinese wall)

(Watching for the coins to, watching for the coins to fall)