Going deep into the steeps Through the forest trails a mist Birds live in the leaves Spirits stay on the sprays Of the limbs of a gigantic tree Taking roots deep in the ground Keeping water of the land Shook by strong gale, hit by hard rain For a thousand year, remaining here Tower up soaring high With branches rise to the sky Stay green, the gigantic tree of mine Having watched my father and mother Having watched our ancestors Going to watch children and grandchildren's Disease and health, lives and death Songs of peace, songs of the pleasure Songs in praise of great future Tears of sadness, tears of sufferings Massacre of human beings Gaze on those who are born Gaze on those who are gone Stay green, the gigantic tree of mine The static power, the silent flare Strong enough to crack even rocks Tower up soaring high With branches rise to the sky Stay green, the gigantic tree of mine Gaze on those who are born Gaze on those who are gone Stay green, the gigantic tree of mine Stay green, the gigantic tree of mine