Lyrics of the fourth World War by Chen Huilin

Ode to red

One plus one plus one plus one plus one thousand airplanes

Fly high and fly low to break through the vast position

On fire, black smoke rose in the sky

One plus one ask me how to calculate

Fly north, fly East, fly true, fly false, shake the plane down

No games on TV, no preparation in the world

The sky through the hole must not disappear in the machine

Play down the house

Let the nightmare stop, he thinks fireworks, you think spring break

One plus one plus one plus one plus one thousand airplanes

It doesn't make sense. I decided to fly alone

Mend the sky and wake up with a thunderbolt

One plus one ask me if I have a trace of life

Want to fly dare to fly Zhang Fei Jiang Fei fly this plane

One plus one is a theorem. It's impossible for me to turn around

Alas, the sky cannot rest in the grass

One plus one is soot

Let the nightmare stop. He thinks it's fake. Do you think it's hard to play

Stop this nightmare. He thinks it's high. You think it's cool

If this nightmare leaves him thinking that you should continue to play

If this nightmare left him to drive number, you will lose your fortune more thoroughly

If this nightmare left him silent, I can't digest and see

If this nightmare stops, I'll be free, I'll be smart