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It's a fine morning.

The pigeon whistle is accompanied by the sound of the wake-up call

But the world is not peaceful.

There are times of peace.

Look at the direction of the flag flying

Along the chariot fleet and fleet of aircraft

Our names are flying on it.

Young soldiers are eager to build merit.

You ready

Soldier brothers

When that day came

Maybe it's too late.

Say goodbye to your loved ones

For the sake of my country I want to go forward bravely