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Hong Se (Red)
The Red sun rises,
With the strength of a typhoon,
Our nation's blood's spilt.
Red lanterns and fans,
They ascended to heaven,
And now they're all dead.
Our Red, white and blue,
The standard of liberty,
And democracy.
Armed with their Red books,
Bearing hammer and sickle,
They march to freedom.
Under Red and blue,
United for a moment,
For the motherland.
With the strength of a typhoon,
Our nation's blood's spilt.
Red lanterns and fans,
They ascended to heaven,
And now they're all dead.
Our Red, white and blue,
The standard of liberty,
And democracy.
Armed with their Red books,
Bearing hammer and sickle,
They march to freedom.
Under Red and blue,
United for a moment,
For the motherland.
Published 23rd Sep 2015
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