a- kŭ irŭmdo kŭriun uriŭi changgun a- kŭ irŭmdo pinnanŭn Kim Il-sŏng changgun
Manjubŏl nunbarama iyagihara
millimŭi kin'gin pama iyagihara
man'goŭi ppaltchisani nuguingarŭl
chŏlseŭi aegukchaga nuguingarŭl
a- kŭ irŭmdo kŭriun uriŭi changgun a- kŭ irŭmdo pinnanŭn Kim Il-sŏng changgun
rodongja taejungegen haebangŭi ŭnin
minjuŭi sae Chosŏn en widaehan t'aeyang
isipkae chŏnggangue moduda mungch'yŏ
puk Chosŏn pangbanggokkok saebomi oda
a- kŭ irŭmdo kŭriun uriŭi changgun a- kŭ irŭmdo pinnanŭn Kim Il-sŏng changgunBright traces of blood on the crags of Jangbaek still gleam,
Still the Amnok carries along signs of blood in its stream.
Still do those hallowed traces shine resplendently
Over Korea ever flourishing and free.
So dear to all our hearts is our General's glorious name, Our own beloved Kim Il-sung of undying fame.
Tell, blizzards that rage in the wild Manchurian plains,
Tell, you nights in forests deep where the silence reigns,
Who is the partisan whose deeds are unsurpassed?
Who is the patriot whose fame shall ever last?
So dear to all our hearts is our General's glorious name, Our own beloved Kim Il-sung of undying fame.
He severed the chains of the masses, brought them liberty,
The sun of Korea today, democratic and free.
For the Twenty Points united we stand fast,