Does everybody get up now
In this cold Beijing morning
She said, a little dream means
A car, a house and a job
He said, a little dream means
A wife, money and power
Good morning boys and girls
How many hours do u sleep everyday
And how many hours do u spend
On the way back home
Tell me the truth
Is it the city you like
Is it the life you desire
Do you have a good target
A little dream
A little little dream
With soft music waking you up
With papa and mama around
Cooking the morning sun for you
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