Hikone’s keep, where samurai stay Biwa’s waves, in morning’s ray Omi’s paths, through ancient light Nagahama’s blooms, a springtime sight Hieizan’s gate, the cedar calls Shigaraki’s clay, in timeless halls Ishiyama’s moon, on autumn ground Koka’s fields, where ninjas are found Metasequoia, trees align Otsu’s port, the lake’s design Through Hikone, walls stand high Castle stones that touch the sky Biwa’s breeze will gently sing Ripples dance on water’s ring Shiga calls where mountains rise Through the lake and endless skies Shiga, the heart will stay Guided by the water’s way Feel the peace at Ishiyama Moonlit rocks, a soft panorama In Nagahama, flowers grow Through the streets where rivers flow Hieizan, the temple’s song Monks in prayer, the days are long Shigaraki, the kiln’s fire Craftsmen shape the clay’s desire Shiga calls where mountains rise Through the lake and endless skies Shiga, the heart will stay Guided by the water’s way Hikone’s keep, where samurai stay Biwa’s waves, in morning’s ray Omi’s paths, through ancient light Nagahama’s blooms, a springtime sight Hieizan’s gate, the cedar calls Shigaraki’s clay, in timeless halls Ishiyama’s moon, on autumn ground Koka’s fields, where ninjas are found Metasequoia, trees align Otsu’s port, the lake’s design