The wind gallops and the electricity pulls the coal mountain away

Climb up the cockpit, hold the brakes,

The beating heart, go before the car;

In order to send light and heat to the motherland,

Let's fight on electric locomotives.

hot heart,

Spray the steel shaft with pride;

strong arms,

Roll up the wind and thunder wheel and roar.

Whoosh whoosh—

The roaring electric locomotive,

Like an arrow splitting the sky,

Like watercraft.

Race against the clock to pass the thousand mountains,

Dora ran quickly and flew over a hundred ditch;

Baili Mine is free to gallop,

The bright track recorded 10,000 songs.

In front of you, the red flag of Daqing is all over the coal city,

In the ear, the victory of winning coal day and night;

The spinning wheel, the tumultuous mouth of the well,

The heat wave leaping in the coal sea meets the clouds.

Ah! Yueyang wellhead production doubled to pass good news,

Ah! The indicators of the festive mining area break through and compete for the upper reaches;

The coal miners have a new socialist atmosphere,

How can the window take all these countless good shots.

Looking out the window, the fiery mines are picturesque,

We are more energetic and more energetic,

Go forward vigorously!

The endless high-yield good news flows along the track. . . .

The headlights shone through a thousand layers of fog,

Passion breaks through ten thousand ditches;

The wheels are rolling, the heavy loads do not slow down,

The sound of the car whistle, let go of the throat for the time.

The red heart blows the year round,

The wind and lightning are pulling the coal mountain away;

The train of the times is red hot, the motherland!

We guarantee how much coal we need.