人民 齐云
曾经这两个字神圣如斯
多少仁人志士
为它慨然赴死
后来这两个字魔鬼窃去
标榜供在心里
其实踩在脚底
魔鬼还把它做成了彩衣
遮掩丑恶身体
扮成人间天使
The People by Qi Yun
The People, the word had been as sacred as it is
How many our patriots, on earth
For whom died a chivalrous death
Such word then was robbed by Satan the devil
Who has declared its disciple
But tramples it by talons cripple
And who the same has made it a fashion since
To cover his body crude and foul
And pretend an angle of each soul |
