Heaven bless our emperor; his virtue flourishes. The dynasty's fortune endures for ages, its great luck shining bright. The imperial legacy stands firm forever, and all beneath heaven shines in glory.
Master of all people, boundless as the nation. Talent alone is raised up, sincerity alone is upheld. The four seas look up in reverence, his virtue covering the vault of heaven.
The people prosper and goods abound; the empire is vast and flourishing. The sovereign father's majesty is supremely wise and unyielding. Generous, kind, and wise, he keeps the realm at peace and the people secure.
Reigning over all beneath heaven, songs of benevolence ring out in every direction. Fortunate are we to live in the Qing era, beneath boundless imperial grace. May celebrations usher in the generations to come, and may all nations sing as one.
Heaven bless our emperor; his virtue flourishes. May the divine imperial lineage enjoy every blessing and good health. May he forever receive Heaven's protection and forever preserve his glory.