The towering Kunlun Mountains lie across it, and the snow-capped peaks stand tall.

Make an oath: Never give up an inch of our great rivers and mountains!

Stretch out your arms and build a great wall with fearless steel spears.

A hero stands tall with his feet on the glacier;

Guards the border with his body and defends his country.

The snow-capped mountains reverberate with heroic spirit, and the canyons rush with heroic sentiments.

The blood stains the earth red, and the liver and gallbladder illuminate Kunlun.

The people will be blessed and the people of Kyushu will enjoy peace!

Border War Hymn - Han Lei

Lyricist: Xiao Jun

Composer: Luan Kai

Wind and snow sharpen the liver and gallbladder

The mountains stand erect

Above the clouds we watch

The deserted desert is home

The backpack is filled with four seasons

Steel The gun stirs up the wind and frost

The solemn boundary monument is polished by youth

The mountains and rivers are safe and the love is deep

The cold border and the hot blood

The border line Long feet measure

The fertile soil of the plateau buries loyal bones

I am willing to guard the border in the snow-capped mountains

The border is cold and the blood is hot

The border is long Measured by feet

Mountains and rivers cannot give in even an inch

Willing to shed blood on the battlefield

The wind and snow sharpen the liver and gallbladder

The mountains stand upright

Above the clouds and waves we watch

The deserted desert is my hometown

A backpack full of four seasons

Steel guns stir up wind and frost

The solemn boundary marker is polished by youth

The mountains and rivers are safe and the love is deep

The cold border is hot blood

The border line is measured by long feet

The fertile soil of the plateau buries loyal bones

I am willing to guard the border in the snow-capped mountains

The cold border is hot blood

The border is measured by long feet

Mountains and rivers cannot be given an inch

I am willing to shed my blood on the battlefield

The cold border is hot blood

The border is measured by long feet

The fertile soil of the plateau Burying loyal bones

Willing to guard the border in the snow-capped mountains

The cold border is hot blood

The border is measured by a long foot

Mountains and rivers cannot be measured even by an inch Let

I am willing to shed my blood on the battlefield

I am willing to shed my blood on the battlefield