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I walked the path,
Towards the eastern days,
To where Bhudda
Is a living God.
I lived with Magi
Hidden in the Himalayas,
But i learnt nothing
Of the path you trod.
We flew side by side
Over streets of Peking,
And you'll always
Be my girl,
Your body transported
Me into the time,
That I love.
Oh,my girl.
Red wonders can still hold
The Great Wall under arrest,
But it portrays
The curves of your breasts.
Lilong ting tong,
Lilong ting ta,
Lilong ting tong,
Li li la.
No no,no,no,
I'll never think of you
As just a Chinese girl.
You took piece by piece
The clothes off the last wind,
And you'll always be my girl.