It lights up, it shines, it ignites
And it remains in the air
The blaze smiles, it is
In the dark sky and it prints...
The people applaud and thank
/>What little he knows
About China, about Buddha, but the dogs
They already run away...
Sijmadicandhapaijiee...
Someone is a mechanic,
Another guy from there sends me
To get my steering wheel fixed
And he doesn't ask me
No money, no thanks or anything
That much beyond that 
You can see the cot occupied
From the sleep he has...
Sijmadicandhapaijiee...
In the end it matters very little
If some woman there
He has taken to the stars
A music that will not give
To anyone
Permission to dance with her,
it is people for whom the arts
Stan in museumsâ¦
Sijmadicandhapajieeâ¦< br/>

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