To the city of the God-King
On long marches through blizzards
Heaven and earth the wise leader tamed
Iron-willed brilliant commander
With the leader who unfolded paradise
When he hugged us still damp from the sea
Flowers of his great love are blooming
He gave us water and sent us machines
Let's spread the pollen of love
Take the lead in world conjuring
From generation to generation
Our earthly paradise free from oppression
A story to tell to the nations
Wherever you go in my homeland
If your brain is properly oiled
Logging in and logging out
Do you remember that time?
Pickled plum in a lunch box
Winds of temptation may blow
Without you there is no country
We will become bullets and bombs
Neither land nor people at peace
Even the traitors who live in luxury
Though alive, worse than gutter dogs
Sun of the twenty-first century
Sing of our leader's favors for thousands of years.
