Текст: Miss Saigon. The Morning Of The Dragon.

(A street pageant is celebrating the glorious victory
of North Vietnam and the THIRD ANNIVERSARY OF REYNIFICATION)

[FIRST GROUP]
On silent feet it came
Breathing a sheet of flame, it came
Closing it on its rightful prey
Burning a hundred years away
The Morning of the Dragon
Truth up the street
The tiger we were stalking
Walked on paper feet
And in the clear white heat
Of dawn
Was gone

[FIRST GROUP]
From every door they came
These children born of war, they came

[SECOND GROUP]
Victory

[FIRST GROUP]
Sharing a secret word which they
Waited a hudred years to say

[SECOND GROUP]
The morning of
the dragon
All the walls
fell down


[FIRST GROUP]
The Morning of the Dragon
Truth lit up the street

[SECOND GROUP]
Brother greeted brother
In a sudden light

[FIRST GROUP]
The tiger we were stalking
Walked on paper feet
And in the clear white heat of dawn
It's gone

[SECOND GROUP]
And the endless night heat of dawn
Was gone

[THIRD GROUP]
(as groups one and two repeat ON SILENT FEET IT CAME.../ VICTORY...)

May all our children learn
The tide of right will turn
Giants fall, tigers burn
Someday with the dawn
They're gone