Through the night where sparks arise
Cyndaquil with burning eyes
A flicker bright, a tiny flame
A fire yet to know its name
Through the dark, your warmth remains
A gentle glow through endless plains
Cyndaquil, so small, so free
A firelight in destiny
Every spark, the embers fly
A glow reflecting in the sky
Cyndaquil, so fierce, so new
A flame the winds can never strew
In the dusk, your fire sways
A torch that guides the lost in haze
Cyndaquil, with heart so bright
A flicker dancing in the night
With each blaze, the past is gone
A light that always lingers on
Cyndaquil, in ember's gleam
A fire holding onto dreams