Lyrics of Han Baoyi's grimace doll(han bao yi gui lian wa wa ge ci )

One summer, there was a clown on the street who was happy without tears

People laugh at my face, I laugh at the floating life on the street

Oh, the fashion is like the autumn wind destroying the withered leaves

Grimace is still like the past, but people's love is no longer like that summer

Can't make people laugh again, my youth is like smoke

But I'm optimistic and not sad. I don't care about people's impermanence

Oh, when people don't find my faces funny anymore

Why don't I look in the mirror and make a face to amuse myself

Oh, make a face! Oh, make a face! Oh, make a face! Oh, make a face

One summer, there was a clown on the street who was happy without tears

People laugh at my face, I laugh at the floating life on the street

Oh, the fashion is like the autumn wind destroying the withered leaves

Grimace is still like the past, but people's love is no longer like that summer

Can't make people laugh again, my youth is like smoke

But I'm optimistic and not sad. I don't care about people's impermanence

Oh, when people don't find my faces funny anymore

Why don't I look in the mirror and make a face to amuse myself

Oh, make a face! Oh, make a face! Oh, make a face! Oh, make a face

Oh, make a face! Oh, make a face! Oh, make a face! Oh, make a face

Oh, make a face! Oh, make a face! Oh, make a face! Oh, make a face

Oh, make a face! Oh, make a face! Oh, make a face! Oh, make a face

Chinese PinYin : Han Bao Yi Gui Lian Wa Wa Ge Ci