Change

A statue standing tall on the land of hope,

proud of her title of freedom,

She has changed throughout the years.

Things from old to new.

“Give me your tired, give me your poor’

All the things she felt proud of were gone.

Don’t come, don’t take away our reputation,

Don’t share us your poverty,

Don’t give us your tiredness

You are not welcome here

The ‘new’ colossus would change,

Things from old to new.

She will no longer be proud

The ‘freedom land’ will no longer exist

Things change from old to new.

更变

一座屹立在希望之地上的雕像，

为她的自由头衔而自豪，

这些年来她变了。

从旧到新。

把你的疲惫和贫穷都给我

她引以为傲的一切都消失了。

别来，别夺走我们的名誉，

不要把你的贫穷分给我们，

不要把你的疲倦分给我们。

我们不欢迎你在这里，

“新的”巨象将会改变，

从旧到新。

她将不再自豪

“自由之地”将不复存在

事情会从旧的到新的。