Banner always waves for bravery and justice,

Sabre always rattles with blood and tears,

War always steps its iron heel on the weak-bodied,

The land should be cultivating rice and beans.

Rather than burying the whitened bones,

The hand should be conveying love and warmth;

Rather than pulling the trigger of sins,

The eyes should be used to peer into the starry sky;

Rather than casting hateful glances,

Most war occurred at the wrong time,

Most war occurred in the wrong place,

Most war only left defeated nations.

The worst invention in the world might be weapons.

The capital V perhaps stands for Victory;

The capital V perhaps stands for Vanity;

When the torch was held in a sacred hand tightly,

Faith was burning on the mountaintop.