Beijing Ballad

(Verse 1) In the heart of Beijing, 'neath the Eastern sky, A foreign teacher, with a weary sigh. Lost in translation, in a foreign land, In a bilingual school, where cultures blend. (Chorus) Bridging divides, with a gentle tone, Strumming through lessons, all on my own. Foreign teacher's tale, in Beijing's grace, In the gentle chords, of this unfamiliar space. (Verse 2) Cultural exchange, in the classroom's glow, Teaching English, to hearts unknown. But the language barrier, can be so stark, In the rhythm of Beijing, after dark.