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I have translated the song lyrics of《罗刹海市》into English. Luocha Country 《罗刹海市》satire song lyrics by Dao Lang, China

More than 8,000 miles to the east, crossing the seven innards of the earth and the belly of a formidable ocean is a land covered by three inches of yellow slime. There the River Vile cuts through Gou Gou Land.

Ma Lü is the boss of the flowery Gou Gou Land. Her big ears touch her shoulders. She has three nostrils. She disses and turns her back on you.

Each day Ma Lü squats on eggs to fertilize them. Ma Lü and her powdery-mouth underlings
think that Ma Lü is a chicken. Ma Lü doesn’t know that she is a donkey. A sidekick, You Bird, is a chicken but You Bird doesn't know that she is a hen. You Bird believes that she is a rooster. At 3 o'clock in the morning, You Bird announces the coming of daybreak.

All animals at Gou Gou Camp yearn to be grand. Luck eunuchs of old, Ma Lü and her underlings pine for prestige. One day from the west came a young man named Ma Ji. Handsome, debonair, and talented – an excellent specimen of the Chinese race -- Ma Ji had the bad luck to end up in Luocha Country. There he found that right and wrong, good and bad, beauty and ugliness are in reverse. In this morally depraved and tipsy turvy world of Luocha, Donkey Ma Lü loves to hear Chicken You Bird sing.

You Bird, who thinks she is a rooster, crows at 3 o’clock in the morning. She brown noses Ma Lü every moment possible. Together, they paint their feathers red, their crowns green, their skin black, and their hooves bright yellow.

From time immemorial, coal nuggets are by nature black. No matter how hard you wash them, they remain black. Ma Lü doesn’t know she is a donkey and You Bird doesn’t know she is a hen.

How can one turn a palace into a pigsty? But in Gou Gou Land, you can. You can use a cheap shoehorn and make believe that it’s a scepter. There are evil hearts in a world of lovers. There are bad women who pretend to be good and caring. They sting you like wasps from behind your back.

In the West, a steel tycoon had a son named Wittgenstein who turned out to be a great philosopher. But even Wittgenstein will show you that you must be careful with language. Language can elude and delude. A she-ass and a hen will fool you and fool themselves too.

Donkey, chicken, chicken, donkey... Donkey, chicken, chicken, donkey... Oh, oy, God forbid. That is our existential human problem.