On the height amidst heavy gunsmoke, My sister-in-arms in fiery comradeship lay dying. Were I not to save this party member's life, How could I ever be called a Leader's soldier!

Above us, the Big Dipper pours down its shining light; In the woods, the mist flows softly without sound. O my comrade, ready to give your life in this holy fight— Now, rise up vigorously!