The camp is surrounded by
Army Cold haze
Arrows rain
Our fire killed and became a heap of ashes

Refrain:

But the spark of a red bird,
Warming the blood,
The flame will flash, and from the ashes
Will revive again

Most turn
Since paths leading to the battle
Some of the same risk
Divide your way, stood next to you

Refrain:

And then the fire of hope
Zablestit in the eyes
And come, step by step
Overcome fear

Every breath of hope timid
We must preserve
To the wind of change
Sparks ignite our eyes again

Refrain:

And from the sparks of red bird
Warming the blood,
The flame will flash, and from the ashes
Will revive again