Jing Lun

A strong Woman who’s standing on debris,

The land which almost was given up by.

Clutching the date when people were free,

Holding up a firing torch but never terrified.

Here became a shoulder for poor to lean,

But hypocritical people want them to leave.

Flowers are living on Earth due to their functions,

People stayed here because of others’ permission.

This land is now more for a rogue,

Even though it was once the freedom for hope.

Government are still focusing on politics today,

When they don't know people are dying of hate.

“The New Colossus" became neglected like shadows,

That created an invisible decline to follow.

一个强大的女人站在碎片上，

几乎被放弃的土地。

紧握着人们获得自由的日子，

举着火把，但从不害怕。

这里成了穷人依靠的肩膀，

但伪善的人希望他们离开。

花因其功能而生活在地球上，

人们呆在这里是因为得到了别人的允许。

这片土地现在更像是流氓的地盘，

即使它曾经是希望的自由。

今天，政府仍然专注于政治，

当他们不知道人们正因仇恨而死。

《新巨像》像阴影一样被忽视，

这就造成了一种无形的衰落方式。