Land of love

The city that never sleeps
War and peace are always the same
Three hundred years is still very young
Glorious
Pearl of the Orient

My city is crowded.
Beautiful, rich, modern and civilized
It's so hard, baby...
Way to go
But to be warm and full, mother still goes backwards.

The baby birds have taken over the sky
Horizontally roam the future to sow
Before you the river had to melt
so beautiful
Missing you so much

Flying the tired stork wings of the folk song
Life is as wide as love, thousands of loves and hundreds of memories
Everyone has a time to be forever.
Hey man
Please do not leave people

The country's hardships and blood speak for itself
The country's karma is a man's life and death.
As long as our Fatherland exists, we have everything.
Warm
Peace
Happiness is vast.