You come from the snow-capped mountains, the spring tide is your richness;

You rush towards the East China Sea, the stormy waves are your spirit,

You use sweetness to Your milk nourishes the children of all ethnic groups;

You use your strong arms to lift up the mountains and the sea,

We praise the Yangtze River, you are an infinite source;

We are attached to the Yangtze River, and you have the feelings of a mother.

You have come from ancient times, and the huge waves wash away the dust;

You run towards the future, and the sound of the waves echoes in the sky,

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You use pure clear water to irrigate the land of flowers;

You use your majestic power to promote a new era.

We praise the Yangtze River, you are infinite Source;

We are attached to the Yangtze River, you have the feelings of a mother.

Ah Yangtze River, ah Yangtze River