Lyrics of "I salute youth in the way of preparing for war" by Xiao Zeng

How I want to have a magnificent love

At the best age

Wait for a flock of birds to pass on the mountain

Turn to see her bright smile

How I wish I had a jeep over the mountains

Playing folk songs in the car

Stop and talk to strangers

Enjoy the freedom of being young and frivolous

If all the young people went to plant roses

Who else is going to guard the grain of peace in my hometown

I come here with a passion that is not mediocre

I have the courage to go through death to the end

How I want to go to an island full of fruit trees

Picking up colorful shells by the sea

There is an old fisherman singing in the sunset

Look how shy his daughter is

How I want to build a house that is warm in winter and cool in summer

Then plant the green lawn

Hold that guitar in my arms

Singing the passing time of youth

I forget my wrongs with tears of missing my mother

I embrace love with the temperature of holding the steel gun tightly

I call my brother with a tearing voice

I salute my youth by preparing for war

youth

youth

I think there will never be war in this world

I only pay homage to youth in the way of preparing for war