(Intro - 凄美的古典吉他独奏，随后融入空灵的弦乐，仿佛秋天的微风吹过荒野) (Verse 1 - 英文：前三代的生命接力) Born in the spring, beneath the northern sun A tiny spark of orange, the relay has begun Thirty days of life, a brief and fragile flight We pass the heavy torch before the winter night Generation to generation, the lineage will run We lay our seeds to die, beneath the setting sun... (Pre-Chorus - 英文 + 西班牙语：超级第四代的觉醒) Then comes the autumn chill, the chosen ones awake A longer breath of life, for the grand journey’s sake Escucha el viento (Listen to the wind) El viaje comenzó (The journey has begun) Four thousand miles of storm, we fly as one! (Chorus - 英文 + 西班牙语：宏大高潮，加入墨西哥小号与厚重的鼓点) We are the wings of four generations! Flying through the dark, defying all the stations! Guiados por el sol, la sangre y el honor (Guided by the sun, blood, and honor) A fragile heart of gold, facing the thunder's roar! ¡Volamos con el alma! (We fly with our souls!) We will never fall! (Verse 2 - 英文：万水千山的飞越) No maps inside our hands, no compass in the air Yet the ancient sun guides us to where... Over the smoking towns, over the endless plain Through the freezing wind and the heavy pouring rain We carry the memory of those who went before To open up the secret forest door! (Chorus - 再次爆发，管弦乐与马里亚契小号交织，情绪推向顶点) We are the wings of four generations! Flying through the dark, defying all the stations! Guiados por el sol, la sangre y el honor (Guided by the sun, blood, and honor) A fragile heart of gold, facing the thunder's roar! ¡Volamos con el alma! (We fly with our souls!) (Bridge - 慢下来，神圣而空灵，展现亡灵节的奇迹) (Acoustic guitar and soft harp, church bells in the distance) November arrives, the veil is growing thin The Oyamel forest opens from within The locals look up to the golden sky They hear the ancient whispers drifting by... (Guitar and Trumpet Solo - 约 50 秒的器乐独奏。墨西哥风情吉他与史诗级弦乐交织，展现蝴蝶飞入森林的震撼画面) (Climax Chorus - 终极爆发，全乐器齐鸣，歌声充满敬畏与感动) Look at the trees! The orange fire glows! Returning to the home that their ancestor knows! ¡Es el Día de los Muertos! ¡Los ancestros están aquí! (It's the Day of the Dead! The ancestors are here!) A microscopic weight, shaking the cosmic sea! The long long journey ends... in absolute victory! (Outro - 西班牙语：渐弱的尾声，充满温情与宿命感) Descansa en el bosque, mariposa de luz (Rest in the forest, butterfly of light) Las almas regresan bajo la santa cruz (The souls return under the holy cross) The winter sleep begins... Until the spring winds sing... (Fade out with a final, lingering acoustic guitar chord)
