The scent of Thyme carried on the wind, 百里香的气味进行了风，

stings your face into remembering 刺痛你的脸变成回忆

cruel nature has won again. 残酷的自然赢得了一次。

   

On Battleship Hill's caved in trenches, 在战舰希尔的屈服了战壕，

a hateful feeling still lingers, 可恶的感觉依然存在，

even now, 80 years later. 即使是现在， 80多年后。

Cruel nature. 残忍的本性。

Cruel, cruel nature. 残忍，残忍的本性。

   

The land returns to how it has always been. 地返回到它是如何的始终。

The scent of Thyme carried on the wind. 百里香的气味就随风飘散。

Jagged mountains, jutting out, 铁血山，伸出来，

crags like teeth in a rotten mouth. 峭壁就像一个烂口牙。

On Battleship Hill I hear the wind, 在战舰山，我听见风，

Say "Cruel nature has won again." 说“残忍本性又赢了。 ”