March from Tingzhou to Changsha

In June Heaven's armies chastise the corrupt and evil,

Seeking to bind roc and whale with a league-long cord.

Red glows the far side of the River Gan,

Thanks to our wing under Huang Gonglyue.

A million workers and peasants rise up,

Sweeping Jiangxi straight towards Hunan and Hubei.

To the Internationale's stirring strains

A wild whirlwind swoops from the sky.