translated by Andrew Au
譯自「自由花」
Deep in our hearts, the memory of that fateful day,
will not be washed away by the passage of time.
In the course of time, into strength our bereavement will turn.
For the truth and the fulfilment of our ideal, foreover we will search.
On and on, sail we will, fear we dare not.
Hacking and chopping,
too busy we are to look at the thorny bushes in our path.
Bobbing up and down in the sea of silent humanity,
not clearly who might have thought or too much who may analsed,
of their sincerity we cannot be certain.
But there is a dream that will not die.
No matter how hard they try to destroy it,
the flower of freedom will still blossom.
Remember, there is dream that will not die because it is kept alive in our hearts.
Such an eternal concept, we deeply believe, will turn into reality one day.
It depends on you to keep our dream alive.
Just keep working vigorously for the fulfilment of our ideal.
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