jiri_nvk
Any effectively generated film narrative capable of expressing elementary existential arithmetic cannot be both consistent and complete.
The stars twinkling in the sky are many.
But they are not as many as our commune’s sheep.
The clouds floating in the sky are white.
But they are not as white as our commune’s wool.
Ah ah hoo hey.
Ah ah hoo hey.
They are not as white as our commune’s wool.
Ah ah hoo hey.
The flowers blooming on the grassland are many.
But they are not as many as our newly built workshops.
The deers in the hills are running fast.
But they are not as fast as our cars passing by.
Ah ah hoo hey.
Ah ah hoo hey.
They are not as fast as our commune’s cars.
Ah ah hoo hey.
Our beloved Chairman Mao, Chairman Mao!
The grassland is prospering under your sunshine.
Our honorable communist party, communist party!
The little herdsmen are growing under your instructions.
Our beloved Chairman Mao, Chairman Mao!
The grassland is prospering under your sunshine.
Our honorable communist party, communist party!
The little herdsmen are growing under your instructions.
Oh ice and snow, ice and snow, do melt down quickly.
Oh little grass, little grass, do sprout quickly.
Oh lambs, lambs, do grow up quickly.
Oh flocks, flocks, do expand quickly.
The livestock of the commune are big and strong.
They are the shining pearls in our palms,
and flowers in our hearts.
Oh our commune is prosperous and beautiful.
Oh our grassland is broad and vast.
We are the little hosts of the commune.
The commune is our home, oh our home.
We are growing up to be good herdsmen.
Learn from Uncle Lei Feng!
Love the party and love the country!
In order to protect the flock,
not afraid of blizzard
nor severe coldness.
Oh little sisters,
the beacon of revolution
is shining in your heart.
In the interest of collective property
not afraid of frostbite
nor hunger.
Oh little heroines
communism is glowing
in your mind.
Standing up to the ice and snow,
rooted from the vast land,
two red flowers are blooming in the snow.
Reaching up to the blue sky,
swinging the wings in the clouds,
two eagles are flying above the grassland.
Defeating the blizzard,
protecting the flock.
Oh little sisters,
brave and strong.
Brave and strong.
Face glowing with health.
The revolutionary successors are growing up.
Ah ah hoo hey.
Ah ah hoo hey.
The revolutionary successors are growing up.
The spring breeze blows gently
across the vast grassland.
The heroic deed
is told everywhere.
Wholehearted love for the country,
passion for the job.
Loving the collective
and willing to sacrifice themselves for it.
Sunshine fills the vast homeland.
Thousands of red flowers,
blooming all at once.
Blooming all at once.
Drums beating,
trumpets sounding,
the team of revolutionary successors is majestic.
Ah ah hoo hey.
Ah ah hoo hey.
The team of revolutionary successors is majestic.
The team of revolutionary successors is majestic.
The team is majestic.
But they are not as many as our commune’s sheep.
The clouds floating in the sky are white.
But they are not as white as our commune’s wool.
Ah ah hoo hey.
Ah ah hoo hey.
They are not as white as our commune’s wool.
Ah ah hoo hey.
The flowers blooming on the grassland are many.
But they are not as many as our newly built workshops.
The deers in the hills are running fast.
But they are not as fast as our cars passing by.
Ah ah hoo hey.
Ah ah hoo hey.
They are not as fast as our commune’s cars.
Ah ah hoo hey.
Our beloved Chairman Mao, Chairman Mao!
The grassland is prospering under your sunshine.
Our honorable communist party, communist party!
The little herdsmen are growing under your instructions.
Our beloved Chairman Mao, Chairman Mao!
The grassland is prospering under your sunshine.
Our honorable communist party, communist party!
The little herdsmen are growing under your instructions.
Oh ice and snow, ice and snow, do melt down quickly.
Oh little grass, little grass, do sprout quickly.
Oh lambs, lambs, do grow up quickly.
Oh flocks, flocks, do expand quickly.
The livestock of the commune are big and strong.
They are the shining pearls in our palms,
and flowers in our hearts.
Oh our commune is prosperous and beautiful.
Oh our grassland is broad and vast.
We are the little hosts of the commune.
The commune is our home, oh our home.
We are growing up to be good herdsmen.
Learn from Uncle Lei Feng!
Love the party and love the country!
In order to protect the flock,
not afraid of blizzard
nor severe coldness.
Oh little sisters,
the beacon of revolution
is shining in your heart.
In the interest of collective property
not afraid of frostbite
nor hunger.
Oh little heroines
communism is glowing
in your mind.
Standing up to the ice and snow,
rooted from the vast land,
two red flowers are blooming in the snow.
Reaching up to the blue sky,
swinging the wings in the clouds,
two eagles are flying above the grassland.
Defeating the blizzard,
protecting the flock.
Oh little sisters,
brave and strong.
Brave and strong.
Face glowing with health.
The revolutionary successors are growing up.
Ah ah hoo hey.
Ah ah hoo hey.
The revolutionary successors are growing up.
The spring breeze blows gently
across the vast grassland.
The heroic deed
is told everywhere.
Wholehearted love for the country,
passion for the job.
Loving the collective
and willing to sacrifice themselves for it.
Sunshine fills the vast homeland.
Thousands of red flowers,
blooming all at once.
Blooming all at once.
Drums beating,
trumpets sounding,
the team of revolutionary successors is majestic.
Ah ah hoo hey.
Ah ah hoo hey.
The team of revolutionary successors is majestic.
The team of revolutionary successors is majestic.
The team is majestic.
