Oh, how troubled are the waters As storm clouds gather over Mt.Fuji Standing here amidst this filth My blood boils with this indignation
The powerful are haughty men Who care not for the nation The rich boast of their wealth And care not whit for the nation
As the country dies the Clique reap profts And the people are deceived This confusion seems so unreal Like the moves in a board game Onward to the sky bright azure sky of the New Japan