Like the seed that lingers under the earth, hope is born and grows from the roots.
A beautiful flower that rises in the morning, a ray of light that extends through the garden.
A Cicada that unfolds its wings and with its far reaching song that can be heard even at the very top of a mountain; has taught us a lesson through the very cycle of its life.
Choir
The resurgence of hope opens the gates of Paradise.
Come and sing to the Cicada this hymn of life for peace.
Under lanterns that shine on the mountains, it grows and shares the sweetness of knowledge.
In the warmth of a home, a whole community blossoms singingyesterdays' songs.
A Cicada that unfolds its wings and with its far reaching song that can be heard even at the very top of a mountain; has taught us a lesson through the very cycle of its life.
The revival of hope opens the gates of Paradise.
Come sing to the Cicada this hymn of life for peace.
Come sing to the Cicada this hymn of life for peace, this hymn of life for peace, this hymn of life for peace.