Never ever back,from the sanguinary battlefield
Nor buried in our land
They'd been the white crane
Came from the far-off times
Delivering the crying to the ears,time and again
Only to make us look up
With the silent reminiscence, to the end of sky
The weary cranes,fly fly high
In the dusk,through the twilight
The little blank in the queue
Perchangce the fileld for my will
The day will come
That I'll fly among them,in the gloam
Scream like a crane,beyond the clouds
To recall you the things,the unforgetable truth
It appears to me that the warriors
Never ever back,from the sanguinary battlefield
Nor buried in our land
They'd been the white crane
盡力了，希望您能喜歡，呵呵。