歌词翻译 (English)
Oh, Youngster!
Having neither tasted flames of war.
Nor been destitute and homeless.
Oh, youngster!
Hast thou ever looked back,
To see the corridor of history?
Canst thou offer a little love?
Canst thou offer your care?
Oh, youngster!
Hast thou ever thought,
How much plight upon thee?
Albeit thou grewst up in warmness,
Don't forget thy hometown,
She's crying for thy aid!