Someone is staring at my face,
seems he is wondering where I am from.
Something is wrong with my face,
seems where I bought this T-shirts.
You are me, and I am you.
Just it is not the same place where we are from.
You are here, and I am here,
so take my hand and give me your shoulder.
Put on a white shirt and grey pants,
and walk on the dusty street.
Get on a crowded bus and push their backs,
and look at the lusty street.
Someone is working so busily
seems there is no man in his eyes.
Something is falling from the sky
seems I am a trash box.
You are me, and I am you.
Just it is not the same place
where we're heading for.
You are here, and I am here.
Let's take a walk and and smoke cigarrettes.
Put on a blue jacket and blue hat,
and play the game along the dusty street.
Sit on a small chair and take a rest,
and drink a beer together along the lusty street.
(I want to) put on a white shirt and grey pants,
and walk on a dusty street with you...
written on 8th June 1997 in China.
Used the title for the blog address.
This song represent the most of the time
I spent in China. Local transportaion was
very tough that time to use, you had to push people backs
to get in. But it was worthwhile to use since there are good people
I could know and the scenery is always great.
