His hair blown bits by bits
And got a ball like bald over his head,
Her hair growing greyish bits by bits
And getting old by ages in her exilic years,
But faith has bounded them both,
And dreaming of democracy under the dragon’s claw.
His imagination is wide and vast
And it could last for long,
Her hope is high and bright
And it could last for a lifetime,
But trust has bounded them both
And expecting to expel the agony of our enemy.
His courage and capability is incompatible,
And could cause chaos to the Chinese government,
Her spirit and strength are strong enough
And could be a threat to their authoritarian leadership,
But a Compassion has bounded them both
And forgiven the enemy for the annexation and occupation.