They dance under the cherry tree every night
and sing songs of yore.
Of how samurais slew dragons
and how emperors were enthroned.
When fish walked the land
and humans were thrown,
onto the earth by the gods
to satisfy the anger they bore.
The valiant fought some wars
and even still more
to claim what was righteously theirs
and to etch their names on stone.
In the mountains did
monks hide and live for a thousand years
and their disciples were taught,
the secret to happiness and good health
and farmers reaped and sowed their seeds
and the rice was harvested to feed
the people of this country,
the land of the rising sun
and now they sing songs,
about this great nation
and its history of aeons.
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