The boat trip on the South Lake set the tone for the next century
The Long March turned the page with devotions and sacrifices
The lasting dark night was broken
The structure was revolutionised at Sanwan
The country was in pieces. Upon whom lay the power to turn the tide

The vast land was protected by a single rifle
Blood shines on the road we walked through
The faith was put in our hands with blood and flesh which we cannot let down
Once wе were poorly equippеd to pioneer our way
But in the end we lit up a new century

The sparks burned out the prairie. A joyful centennial song was composed
The magnificent landscape was illuminated. Hundreds of generations of legends were written
Inheriting the Chinese roots
The red flag has flown for a hundred years
We shall never forget this belief

Fresh blood was shed
The pain was shared
The sun and the moon witnessed
The mountains echoed

Today is written by countless hardworking souls
They forged the nation's straight spine
Flowers bloom all over the place where the blood flowed through
The past hundred years last forever. These sparks pass on
Generations of people run towards the Chinese dream
Industrial technology guards the land
The ideal was put in our hands with youth which we cannot let down
Once we used flesh and blood to block the guns and the bombs
But in the end we stand proudly in the east of the world

The sparks burned out the prairie. A joyful centennial song was composed
The magnificent landscape was illuminated. Hundreds of generations of legends were written
Inheriting the Chinese roots
The red flag has flown for a hundred years
We shall never forget this belief

Fresh blood was shed
The pain was shared
The sun and the moon witnessed
The mountains echoed

Today is written by countless hardworking souls
They forged the nation's straight spine
Flowers bloom all over the place where the blood flowed through
The past hundred years last forever. These sparks pass on