Lyric

On that ancient land

Father's hard-working sweat flows quietly

He stroked every inch of land with his hands

Sowing seeds of hope waiting to grow

Working from sunrise to sunset

His tenacious figure

Is deeply imprinted in my heart

Father's fields

You are the holy land in my heart

Nurturing our dreams

And never forgetting them

On that vast stage

Father performed the music of life

He watered every inch of land with his blood

And wrote the hope of harvest with his sweat

He said that hard work will definitely bring beauty

And his hands can create tomorrow's glory

Father's fields

You are the faith in my heart

My eternal yearning

Endless glory

Father's fields

Eternal treasure

Contains the power of life

Watered with the sunshine of hope

Father's field

You are the faith in my heart

My eternal yearning

Endless glory

Father's field

Eternal treasure

Contains the power of life

Watered with the sunshine of hope