Shimanchu Nu Takara

How much of the sky of this island where I was born
Do I really know?
Even if I'm asked the names of the shining stars and drifting clouds
I don't know
But more than anyone, more than anyone else, I know
In sad times and happy times
I've looked up at this sky countless times

I don't understand just by writing in textbooks
Surely there are important things here
That's the treasure of Shimanchu

How much of the sea of this island where I was born
Do I really know?
How to clean the dirty coral and the fish that swim away
I don't know what to do
But more than anyone, more than anyone else, I know
Covered in sand, swayed by the waves
This sea is gradually changing

It can't be seen on TV, can't be broadcast on the radio
Surely there are important things here
That's the treasure of Shimanchu

How much of the song of this island where I was born
Do I really know?
Even the tubarama flower and the island's folk songs
I don't even know the meaning of the words
But more than anyone, more than anyone else, I know
On nights of celebration, on mornings of festivals
This song that comes from somewhere

Someday, until the day I leave this island
I want to deepen my understanding of important things
That's the treasure of Shimanchu
That's the treasure of Shimanchu
That's the treasure of Shimanchu