Narita’s gates, the journey starts Tokyo Bay Aqua-line’s art Kujukuri’s endless shore Boso’s cliffs, the ocean’s roar Sawara’s town, where time flows still Yoro Valley, rivers spill Tateyama blooms, spring’s delight Nokogiriyama’s towering height Funabashi’s market, flavors bold Kisarazu’s pearls, shining gold Through Narita, lanterns sway Pilgrims walk the ancient way Aqua-line, beneath the sea Bridges dreams from land to me Kujukuri, waves unfold Golden sands, the stories told Boso cliffs, where seagulls fly Touch the edge of sea and sky Feel the grace in Sawara’s street Wooden boats and echoes meet In Yoro Valley, waters hum Nature sings where rivers run Nokogiriyama’s stone facade Buddha watches, calm and broad Tateyama’s fields in bloom Springtime colors chase the gloom Kujukuri, waves unfold Golden sands, the stories told Boso cliffs, where seagulls fly Touch the edge of sea and sky Narita’s gates, the journey starts Tokyo Bay Aqua-line’s art Kujukuri’s endless shore Boso’s cliffs, the ocean’s roar Sawara’s town, where time flows still Yoro Valley, rivers spill Tateyama blooms, spring’s delight Nokogiriyama’s towering height Funabashi’s market, flavors bold Kisarazu’s pearls, shining gold