Not over yet.
The car crossed the Yalu River.
Like flying.
Motherland, I'm back,
Motherland, my mother!
I saw you at work.
Wave to your son far from your knees.
The car crossed the Yalu River.
Like flying;
But not fast enough!
My car!
Why are you so slow?
Not at all.
Childlike heart!
The car crossed the Yalu River,
Jiangdong Jiangxi is different,
Not cross-strait
The land is no longer fertile and beautiful,
Not cross-strait
People are not so hardworking and kind.
I mean:
The east bank of the river-
Blood soaked in shrapnel;
Jiangxi coastal area-
A dense layer of straw,
Man Cang, the valley of every family.
I mean:
People on the east bank of the river.
Living in the basement during the day is like night;
Streets on the banks of Jiangxi,
Night is as bright as day!
Motherland,
When I came to the east bank of the river,
My heart is back in front of North Korea.
The car crossed the Yalu River,
People in the same car told me:
"Take a good look at the motherland, comrade!
Look at these new factories. "
In 1953
Or "motherland, my dear motherland"