fog in the streets of Beijing Lyrics

Another day of humid fog, in the streets of Beijing

Street cooks in a smoky train serving all kinds of things

Pilling up in the shadow, they dream to get rich

I don't want to be sad today, it's a new day

I don't want to be sad today, it's a new day

They sit on the pavement, they smoke and spit

A black Mercedes passes through and the boss throws a fit

Happy he doesn't wait in the crazy heat

I don't want to be sad today, it's a new day

I don't want to be sad today, it's a new day

A pack of bicycles are coming down, the busy streets

Cars are packed and everybody is hooting as if this jam would just leave

The traffic lights change from red to green, but no change they all are still

I don't want to be sad today, it's a new day

I don't want to be sad today, it's a new day

Messages that blend with the humid fog in a mysterious way

Invisible threads that tie our lives, you can see it in our fate

There, above the hot and humid fog of the city, in Beijing

I don't want to be sad today, it's a new day

I don't want to be sad today, it's a new day