Juku no Haru
Tontonmi
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'
