Un Millón de Chinos
Carrusel Mágico
A Million Chinese People
One in gray, another in red
Two in blue, three in yellow
This one with long mustaches
That one with a butterfly-catching net
At the end of the day
They all go, chattering away
Getting more and more crowded
Two by two, three by three, a hundred by a hundred
Look at them!
A million Chinese-Chinese-Chinese
On a bus, on the way to Beijing
A million Chinese-Chinese-Chinese
Like pork rinds, in a canapé-kin tin
Even though there are many stops
Everyone gets on and no one gets off
The truck goes until the cow
With its big load of yellow-skinned people
A million Chinese-Chinese-Chinese
On a bus, on the way to Beijing
A million Chinese-Chinese-Chinese
Like pork rinds, in a canapé-kin tin
(Pe, pe, pe, pe, pe)
(January one, February two)
(March three, April four)
(May five, June six, July, not!)
A million Chinese-Chinese-Chinese
On a bus, on the way to Beijing
A million Chinese-Chinese-Chinese
Like pork rinds, in a canapé-kin tin
A million Chinese-Chinese-Chinese
On a bus, on the way to Beijing
A million Chinese-Chinese-Chinese
Like pork rinds, in a canapé-kin tin
On a bus, on the way to Beijing
Like pork rinds, in a canapé-kin tin
A million Chinese-Chinese-Chinese
On a bus, on the way to Beijing
A million Chinese-Chinese-Chinese
Like pork rinds, in a canapé-kin tin
