In reaching targeted promised land
Time loiters and goes on sluggishly
Like crawling baby or chameleon on its path
Lingering there, very majestically
Too slowly for those who wait to see it
It does fly as wished with hopeful mind
Days and nights seem tremendously elongated
Oh, time. How long will you reach promised land?
But, shall we anxiously continue waiting
With our hearts eagerly beating and dancing
Or to give up with our minds boringly crying
Oh, taking heart is better with fierce hunting
We keep on waiting with pessimistic courage
Looking for you to our way with best beckon
The day for your coming will be white to heart
For completing serving our fatherland to part.