Hitohi-hitoyo ni Tsuki wa terazutomo Kanashimi ni nuetori naku A ga kaerimi suredo Hana wa chirinu beshi Nagusamuru kokoro wa Kenuru ga gotoku
Aratayo ni Kamu tsudoite Yo wa ake Nuetori naku
Saku hana wa Kami ni koi-nomu Ikeru yo ni
A ga mi kanashimo Ime wa kenu Ura mite chiru
Even the moon would not shine every day, every night Scaly thrushes cry on the sadness I turned and looked back, but the flower lookeds like they’d fallen out As if the feeling of solacement has faded away… Gods gathers forward the next world And day breaks, and scaly thrushes cry A blossom has desire to satisfy and pray to God earnestly “I should grieve over myself at this-time life, The dream has gone Left my grudge and gone…”