There is an insect in nature,
It's called moth.
They jumped at the fire without hesitation,
Just to get the sublimation of life.
Legend has it that there is a bird,
It's called Phoenix.
They danced in the fireworks without fear,
Just to get the eternity of life.
There are such a group of young people in our lovely people's army.
They rushed to the blazing fire,
In order not to disgrace their glorious titles,
That's our cutest person-fireman.
The smiling faces of children,
This is your blessing;
The happiness of young people,
This is your wish;
The peace of the elderly,
Is your expectation;
The prosperity of the motherland,
Is your immortal pursuit.
I praise you,
Lovely fireman.
With your hard work and sweat,
Sprinkle a beautiful flower sea:
I praise you, brave fireman.
Play a powerful hymn for the country;
I bless you,
Great fireman
Your glorious image,
It is bound to outline a magnificent totem of magnificent mountains and rivers.