In my right hand is a sensu[1]
In my left is tsukemono[2]
It's a sensu-holding, sensu-waving, humble parade
To the refined world, youkoso oide kudasaimashita[3]
Let us join hands, form a circle and turn around the earth
In a lustrous kimono both my body and heart are radiant
White rice with umeboshi[4] is the Japanese flag
The seasoning is just perfect
Hetalia
("For salted salmon, disolve a bit of salt in water first,
For the perfect salt flavor")
It's a sensu-holding, sensu-waving, joyful parade
Play your instruments and march
If everyone plays together at the same time
It will create a complete song
Playing the Ryuuteki[5] is me, Japan
"Playing it makes my back hurt a bit,
But it has a pleasant sound."
The changing of the beautiful seasons
Is so intense you can feel it
I'll go on protecting them
So that they may never change from the past to the future.
(The four seasons)
(The four seasons)
A spring sunrise, The sakura petals fluttering gently
A summer night, Watching the sparklers from the veranda
A fall evening, a dragonfly dyed in the sunset
An early winter morning, cold air interwoven with a snowy landscape
Pochi is delighted
"He's running around the garden energetically"
It's a sensu-holding, sensu-waving, harmonious parade
It's a melody the whole, wide world knows
The 5 continents and 7 seas
Are grandly connected by an easy-going tempo
It continues on to tomorrow, the night Kagura[6]
"I'll pray for a bountiful harvest so that I can partake in some delicious food"
White rice with umeboshi is the Japanese flag
That is the flavor of Japan
Hetalia
("Ah... all of this walking has taken a toll on my back.
But, a Japanese man is never to give up midway!
Though there's still a long way to go...")