Walking on a Chinese, walking on a Chinese wall.
Walking on a Chinese, walking on a Chinese wall.
Walking on a Chinese, walking on a Chinese wall.

Butterfly, spread your painted wings for an answer from the ching
By the stream stretching in the rocks, tigers on the mountain top.

Walking on the Chinese wall, watching for the coins to fall.

Now, the sun is rising in the East, looking for my golden fleece.
Ivory skin, scarlet color deep, lips that burn but do not speak.
Three misty nights waiting by the shore
Maybe that my lover comes no more.
Red chamber dream from the sky above
Ancient tale of hidden Chinese love.

On the Chinese wall, watching for the coins to fall.

Blue red silk burning on my chest, go to sleep but not to rest.
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.
Red chamber dream from the sky above
Ancient tale of hidden Chinese love.

On the Chinese wall, watching for the coins to fall.
Walking on the Chinese wall, watching for the coins to fall.