Kintaikyo’s arch, the river’s flight Tsunoshima’s bridge, in fading light Ruriko’s tower, the five-tiered sky Akiyoshido’s path, where echoes lie Shimonoseki’s shore, the puffer’s call Hagi’s stones, the castle wall Motonosumi’s gate, the ocean sings Nagato’s cliffs, where seagulls cling Yanai’s streets, in red and white Furuichi’s flame, the stars ignite Through Kintaikyo, winds will weave Gently on the wooden sleeve Rurikoji, the towers stand Guarding time with gentle hand Yamaguchi, where the sea will shine Through the hills and sacred line Yamaguchi, the waves will call Through the cliffs, we rise and fall Feel the breeze at Akiyoshi’s stone Caves that hum in silent tone In Tsunoshima, skies unfold Bridges cross where stories told Shimonoseki’s tides will turn Fugu waits where lanterns burn Hagi’s walls, the dawn will stay Tracing paths of yesterday Yamaguchi, where the sea will shine Through the hills and sacred line Yamaguchi, the waves will call Through the cliffs, we rise and fall Kintaikyo’s arch, the river’s flight Tsunoshima’s bridge, in fading light Ruriko’s tower, the five-tiered sky Akiyoshido’s path, where echoes lie Shimonoseki’s shore, the puffer’s call Hagi’s stones, the castle wall Motonosumi’s gate, the ocean sings Nagato’s cliffs, where seagulls cling Yanai’s streets, in red and white Furuichi’s flame, the stars ignite