Embers of fire start a prairie fire
I came out of the ashes, surrounded by shouting and screaming
The world is prosperous and colorful, but my suffering is boundless
Covered with scars, trapped in despair for years
There is only desolation in my eyes, and I can't tell the difference between spring and summer.
I fell into the dark abyss, and the coldness collapsed all around me
Suffocation spreads across the chest, and the road ahead is filled with mud and sand
Suddenly a ray of dawn breaks, tearing apart the veil of the long night
The morning light shines under the eyes, melting away the layers of scars
Despite the hardships, my heart never collapsed
The remaining fire has not been wiped out, but there is still a burning concern
Embers rise, sparks start a prairie fire
The glimmer of light tears through the endless dark abyss
Dry plains are revived and new grass floods the plains
The dead wasteland rekindles joy in the world
Embers rise, sparks cross the abyss
A lone voice of courage breaks through all kinds of hardships
Flags are established in the remaining territory, blood stains the dust and smoke
The dark abyss is filled with morning light
I was born in a lowly position, and it was calculated that I would follow the trend of my career.
You gave me all the tenderness and healed the scars in my heart
Deliberately pretending to be crazy, laughing at me struggling in the mud
You gave me a little spark, waiting for the wind to stir up the dust
Embers rise, sparks cross the abyss
The morning light accompanies me across thousands of miles of wilderness
