You think we're still black
As much as white
A bit from China
But there's something dark
More than night
Can't you feel a storm
Around this
Panda
Panda
Ahaha
Do we really come
From same floor
Do we are
Panda
Panda
Ahaha
Panda
In a home without door
A quiet blue dome
With just one shore
These dreams cracks
Nobody's right
So please stop your hallelujahs
What we called spark
Shining light
Has nowhere a form of
Panda
Panda
Ahaha
Do we really come
From same floor
We are no longer a
Panda
Panda
Ahaha
Complementary Panda
With different homes
Some doors
Beautiful moors
Cradle of many cultures