You are full of sad tears in the surging Yangtze River
I hear you sob day and night, and the red flowers are haggard
Who can understand the trauma of your soul, for the sake of national hatred, never regret
I'd like to be a fish in the river and fly with you like a spray
Comfort you in the years of war
You shed all the tears of the Yangtze River
Day and night to hear you whimper, green grass also sad
Who can understand the trauma of your soul, for the sake of national hatred, never regret
I'd like to be a fish in the river, flying with you like a spray
I would like to comfort you in the years of war
Who can understand the trauma of your soul, for the sake of national hatred, never regret
I'd like to be a fish in the river, flying with you like a spray
I would like to comfort you in the years of war
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