Juku no Haru
Watashi ga anata ni horeta no wa
Xhode juku no haru deshita
Imasara ryien to iu naraba
Moto no juku ni shite okure
Mono no juku ni suru naraba
Niwa no kareki wo mitegoran
karekini hana ga saita nara
Juku ni suru nomo yasukeredo
Misute gokoro ga aru naraba
Hayaku oshirase kudasai ne
Toshi mo wakaku aru uchini
Omoi nokosuna asu no hana
Isen nisen no hagaki sae
Senri manri to tabi wo suru
Onaji kozashi ni suminagara
Aenu waga mino setsunasa yo
Nushisan nushisan to yonda tote
Nushisan niya rippa na kata aru
Ikura nushisan to yonta tote
Issho wasurenu kata omoi
Oku yama zumai no uguisu wa
Ume no koeda de hirune shite
Haru ga kuru yo na yume wo mite
Hokekkyo hokekkyo to naite ita
Spring of Youth
I fell for you
Back in my high school days
If you say it's too late now
Let's go back to those days
If you're going to make fun of me
Look at the withered tree in the garden
If flowers bloom on the withered tree
It's cheap to make fun of me
If you have a heart to throw away
Please let me know soon
In the midst of a young city
Don't leave behind the feelings of tomorrow
Even if we travel thousands of miles
While living in the same small town
The pain of not being able to meet
Is the sadness of our unfulfilled promise
Calling it 'nushisan, nushisan'
There's a splendid shoulder
No matter how many times I call it 'nushisan'
I can't forget the shoulder we shared
The bush warbler in the deep mountains
Takes a nap on a plum branch
Dreaming of spring coming
Crying 'ho-ke-kyo, ho-ke-kyo'