利剑在荒原上高歌,
The sword sung on the barren heath,
镰刀在丰饶的田亩:
The sickle in the fruitful field:
利剑他唱死亡之歌,
The sword he sung a song of death,
但不能使镰刀低头。
But could not make the sickle yield.
利剑在荒原上高歌,
The sword sung on the barren heath,
镰刀在丰饶的田亩:
The sickle in the fruitful field:
利剑他唱死亡之歌,
The sword he sung a song of death,
但不能使镰刀低头。
But could not make the sickle yield.