The grassland will be covered with golden ears of wheat and the big city will be built soon. Brothers and sisters of all ethnic groups, welcome to this most beautiful place.
One. Oh, the buffalo has disappeared from the grassland and bloomed at the touch of his hand.
Two. Golden grains are waiting for these spaces, and cities are waiting for their English people. Welcome people of all faiths and backgrounds to this beautiful corner of the earth.
This is done according to the textbook. I don't know if some places are right. . . .