On the border of the clouds walk clouds,
The end of horror.
Along the high shores of Amur
Pandas walk and eat people.

Pandas wear butterflies and hats.
Pandas wash their feet at the stream.
Ready Wipes and Wipes
You can only find it in the grass.

A man in a cottage burns a cloud,
With him mushrooms, garlic and celery...
Along the high shores of Amur
Pandas cook and eat people.