Twenty years from the two tribes’ death,
Eight dragonets are born.
To uncover the mystery of Wings of grass
And Wings of آگ کے, آگ too.
Over the mountains, peaks, and mines,
Where guards of the enemy lie.
Solve the mystery once and for all,
And unite against the foe.
Look for the runaway dragonet,
Look for the waiting danger.
Look for the claws of thunder,
Until the secret is uncovered.
تلاش for the silent river,
تلاش for the gaining power.
And finally, تلاش for the archway of life,
یا else everything is lost.
The mystery stays inside a tribe,
Answered سے طرف کی those united.
یا else all of them perish,
Defeated سے طرف کی those they trust.
