I have absolutely no use for those gadgets
I'm already feeling dizzy and weak
I'm surrounded by the smell of human beings
It can only make me ponder the games people play
This dizziness is blurred
Unconsciously I feel my body floating
Look! Am I different from everyone else?
Like a red dot in the gray?

The expression in people's eyes is hazy
Their eyes dart about wildly but I pay them no mind
I can't see my direction or path clearly
I start to wonder whether I'm messed-up
All around me is the smell of fire
Burning ambiguously between helplessness and rage
Suddenly I step onto air and my body feels high
I'm flying alone

I feel like I've become a heroic bird
I keep flying between the sun and the smog
I open my mouth and howl from the bottom of my lungs
And let out a sound I've never heard before
The sound is so bracing it frightens everybody
Each one stands-up and screams loudly
"What the hell was that?" - and I'm stunned too
So I fly even higher

That night I secretly fly back in the dark
I'm surrounded by the same smell as before
The thing I'm looking for is not up in the air
I am sure it is down here - nowhere else
A few days later they finally find me
All around the expression in their eyes is wrong
Suddenly that fire ignites the air
I want to take flight - but can't get off the ground

Cui Jian: vocals, guitar
Eddie Randriamampionona: guitar, bass, Chinese percussion
Liu Yuan: saxophone, backing vocals
Quan You: drums, Chinese percussion
Ba Te: backing vocals