Furusato
Itsuki Hiroshi
Hometown
The festival's drums and flutes call out
A single unwashed G bread
The hometown where white flowers bloom
Becomes more and more dear as time passes
Returning from the riverbank path
With my little sister, we catch a red dragonfly
In the peaceful green valley
The colts neigh and the birds cry
Ah, everyone has a hometown
Everyone has a hometown
Without becoming a bride, I wait for you
As a gentle promise
Even in the neighboring village, these days
The apricot blossoms are in full bloom
Looking up at the red neon sky
The moonlight seems so far away
When the wind blows, faintly
I remember the smoky fireplace
Ah, everyone has a hometown
Everyone has a hometown
