Like the seed that waits under the earth, hope is born and grows from the roots.
A beautiful flower that rises in the morning, a ray of light that spreads through the garden.
Cicada that opens its wings bravely making its way to the peak of the mountain, with its song that reaches to the last corner teaches us, with its life, a lesson.
Choir
The resurgence of hope opens the gates of Paradise.
Come and sing to the cicada this hymn for life and peace.
Under lanterns that shine on the mountains, it grows sharing the sweetness of knowledge.
In the warmth of home, a whole community sprouts a whole community that sings songs, melodies of yesterday.
Cicada that opens its wings bravely making its way to the peak of the mountain, with its song that reaches to the farthest corner teaches us, with its life, a lesson.
The revival of hope opens the gates of Paradise.
Come sing to the cicada this hymn for life and peace.
Come sing to the cicada this hymn for life and peace, this hymn for life and peace, this hymn for life and peace.