Chinese Blues

Rhythm belongs to everyone

Whether you clap your hands or beat a drum

My people get their rhythm from a pipa, which is like a guitar

And our erhu is like a bass

Pipa

Erhu

Guitar

Bass

Erhu

Pipa

That was my blues, ooh, in Chinese

Yes, that was my blues, ooh, in Chinese

Even like you, I too, can feel the blues

He went away, the other day

He left me

Yes, moon keeps shining, shining through the trees

Moon keeps shining, shining through the trees

Oh help me find my lover, who's lost his way to me, me, me

Moon keeps shining, shining through the trees

Oh help me find my lover

Oh help me find my lover

Oh help me find my lover

Ooh-wee-ee-ee-ee-ee!