The forest is burning.

This heart is burning as ever, Respecting our Marshall as ever. Even if one day I were separated by the ends of the earth, My soul shall remain alive forever by his side.

The woods were aflame with autumn colours.

Fire burns.

Putting our burning hearts on the mighty river of universal adoration, we dare raise the brush of passion, so that we may tell of just a tiny glimpse of the journey that the hero of the age [Kim Jong Un] undertook to dedicate himself for the people.