The illustrious Ancestor gave birth to our Chinese nation.
Our lineage has endured through countless generations; our mountains stand majestic, our rivers flow vast and deep.
Endowed with wisdom and far-sightedness, His radiance reached even the remotest frontiers.
Thus He erected this mighty undertaking, establishing our nation in the East with proud majesty.
Through vicissitudes of time, our land has suffered repeated setbacks.
Over the course of millennia, powerful neighbors have scorned our moral principles.
Ryukyu and Taiwan were lost; the Three Kingdoms lie in ruins.
From the Liao Sea to Yan and Ji, how many traitors among the Han!
To yield our territory to the enemy—can their greed ever be satisfied?
Men wield the whip and rope, while we are reduced to servitude and shame.
Blessed be our Ancestor, a hero born to his age.
At Zhuolu He fought valiantly, bringing peace to all under Heaven.
Shall His descendants be so lacking in martial spirit?
How can a great and prosperous nation allow itself to perish?
This unworthy one, Dong Deng, takes up sword and boots without hesitation.
Across ten thousand miles of rugged terrain, I pledge my life to the nation.
For years I have waged bitter struggle, enduring every peril and trial.
“While the Xiongnu remain unvanquished, how can there be a home?”
All parties and sectors must unite firmly.
Whether soldier or civilian, rich or poor, all are one.
The National United Front is the soundest way to save our country.
Four hundred million people stand resolute in resistance.
We shall establish democracy and a republic, and reform our domestic administration.
With one heart and one mind, victory in war is assured.
Let us reclaim our rivers and mountains, and defend our national sovereignty.
Such is our resolve; may it never be forgotten.
We now train and reorganize our armed forces, proclaiming this to our forebears.
May Heaven above and Earth below bear witness to our sincerity.
May the spirits partake!