Where there is land and property, all belong to my lord;
Where there is lawlessness and defiance of heaven, such are your people.
In Chongqing, every official is a corrupt one;
In Yan’an, not a single clod of earth fails to gleam with gold.
Blasting bridges and digging up roads—this is “unity”;
Seizing territory and fighting for cities—this is “struggle.”
All around, wails of the afflicted and pools of blood—
Yet it is naught but a single thought: to save the common folk.