[創作] An Imitative Hymn of Blake's Jerusalem
And do those men in present time
Wave the flags of Sun and Sky?
And is the fierce fire of their hearts
Burnt madly in their blindfold Eye?
And does the Countenance hostile
Glare at our Island fair and free!
And was the Jade Mountain reared here,
Facing a thousand rockets be!
Give me your hands of civil care;
Sing me your march of freedom's ire!
Bring down the Walls: O my friends fair;
Drum the sound of People's desire!
I will no longer shrink in shame,
Nor shall my voice be mute in fear,
Till we can speak out Taiwan's name,
In this grand globe for all to hear.
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Where words fail, music speaks.
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