Lyrics of a Zhen's soldiers to Xisha

The sound of the sea

The sea is picturesque

Young man

Go to Xisha as a soldier

The sun is overhead

Stepping on the sand

Green Island

It's my home

Ah, Xisha, Xisha

There are stories in the barracks

Stories in the barracks

It's sour, sweet, bitter and spicy

Ah, Xisha, Xisha

I hold the gun in my hand

I have a steel gun in my hand

We defend her

Keep the island and love the island

Construction of Xisha

It's up to you and me

Time is in a hurry

Experience spring and summer

Young man

Fall in love with Xisha

Although there is loneliness

I often think of her

Accompany the island

Happy and bitter

Ah, Xisha, Xisha

There are stories in youth

The story of youth

It's sour, sweet, bitter and spicy

Ah, Xisha, Xisha

I have a steel gun in my hand

I have a steel gun in my hand

We defend her

Science and technology training vs. contribution

Tomorrow of Xisha

It's up to you and me

Ah, Xisha, Xisha

There are stories in the barracks

Stories in the barracks

It's sour, sweet, bitter and spicy

Ah, Xisha, Xisha

I have a steel gun in my hand

I have a steel gun in my hand

We defend her

Keep the island and love the island

Construction of Xisha

It's up to you and me

Ah, Xisha, Xisha

There are stories in youth

The story of youth

It's sour, sweet, bitter and spicy

Ah, Xisha, Xisha

I have a steel gun in my hand

I have a steel gun in my hand

We defend her

Science and technology training vs. contribution

Tomorrow of Xisha

It's up to you and me