Miyajima’s gate, the tide will rise Hiroshima Dome beneath the skies Shukkeien’s pond, where silence flows Onomichi’s path, the sunset glows Fukuyama’s keep, in morning’s light Sandankyo’s falls, a silver flight Kure’s ships, the anchors lay Takehara’s streets, of olden day Innoshima’s wind, the sails will fly Hiba’s woods, where mountains lie Through Miyajima, lantern’s gleam Torii drifts on the tidal stream Hiroshima, the city stands Peace will bloom from gentle hands Hiroshima, where the rivers run Through the hope of rising sun Hiroshima, the bells will call Through the past, we’ll stand tall Feel the calm at Onomichi’s shore Temples rest forevermore In Sandankyo, the waters speak Echoes dance along the peak Fukuyama’s castle tall Through the stone, the echoes fall Kure’s docks, the sea will hum Ships return where they are from Hiroshima, where the rivers run Through the hope of rising sun Hiroshima, the bells will call Through the past, we’ll stand tall Miyajima’s gate, the tide will rise Hiroshima Dome beneath the skies Shukkeien’s pond, where silence flows Onomichi’s path, the sunset glows Fukuyama’s keep, in morning’s light Sandankyo’s falls, a silver flight Kure’s ships, the anchors lay Takehara’s streets, of olden day Innoshima’s wind, the sails will fly Hiba’s woods, where mountains lie