忆秦娥LOUSHANPASS
娄山关一九三五年二月
西风烈,
长空雁叫霜晨月.
霜晨月,
马蹄声碎,
喇叭声咽.
雄关漫道真如铁,
而今迈步从头越.
从头越,
苍山如海,
残阳如血.
-tothetuneofYiQinEFebruary1935
Fiercethewestwind,
Wildgeesecryunderthefrostymorningmoon.
Underthefrostymorningmoon,
Horses'hoovesclattering,
Buglessobbinglow.
Idleboastthestrongpassisawallofiron,
Withfirmstrideswearecrossingitssummit.
Wearecrossingitssummit,
Therollinghillssea-blue,
Thedyingsunblood-red.