A BEIJING DRIFTER IN A WINTER NIGHT

I am a Beijing drifter in a winter night
Seeing many beautiful girls pass me by

O, beautiful Beijing girls
Not just yellow, but white, brown and black
All are beautiful flowers of the city
And the treasure and honor of the country

O, beautiful Beijing girls
No matter where you are from
The urban, the rural, the majority, the minority;
The northern, the southern, the eastern and the western
The native, the in-land, the overseas, and foreign
So long as you come here
You are angels and flowers in Beijing, and of Beijing

I see you pass-by with arrogance and anxiety
Your eyes are bright and full of joy
Your cheeks are rosy and ruddy
You are so plump and mature
You are so sexy and erotic to me
But I can only look and watch
Because my pockets are empty

O, beautiful Beijing girls
I’m writing a poem for you
I know you come here for wealth and fame
Though I long for your love to me so much
But I have only fancy thinking and poems
Before they become silver and money
You won’t have a glance at me

Give me some water of love
Sustain me with your water of love
I beg in heart
No matter the love is true or false
Even the false love is better than no love
I do believe

I had a dream on the park-bench
The government accepts my ideas
My books are among the best sellers
I become famous and rich over night
Beautiful Beijing girls ran to me
Yellow, black, brown, and white
Flatter me with their lips, legs, and breasts
O, how badly I long for you
Beautiful Beijing girls
I was rolling among you
How happy I were so

A dream wouldn’t deliver me
I do hope and wish
A special Beijing girl will love me
Because of nothing of me
But for my fancy thinking, ideas and ideals

O, beautiful Beijing girls
Come to me
No matter yellow, black, brown and white
Love will make dreams come true
A little love can save a desperate poor soul
And a little love can help a down-out man to be a hero

I am a Beijing drifter in a winter night
Seeing many beautiful girls pass me by