Even the fragrant flowers will scatter
The country where the sun rises first, Cipangu
("Nice to meet you again, I am Japan.
My hobbies are...
Reading the mood and refraining from speaking.")
In my lengthy history
There were times I hid away
Compared to everyone else
I'm an old man, floating in the orient
From America-san's unreasonable requests
I raise my experience points every day and strive on
It's an amazing color
But I cannot eat it, and yet I still accept it
There are also days I feel like
I'll never understand these young ones
But my warrior spirit
Is the one thing I haven't forgotten
When it comes to minaturization, please leave it to me
I have even prepared one in every color
When it comes to 2D, the body will not be corrupted
Though the heart will, a little
Even the fragrant flowers will scatter
The country where the sun rises first, Cipangu
Just as this country opened up
I was shocked by all of the sudden changes
I wore western clothes and shoes as best as I could!
But I quickly got used to them
("Just give me another 10 years...")
I am told to speak more precisely
But I think about things more than the others
So just saying "yes" or "no"
Does not best serve my purposes
When it comes to the arrangements, please leave it to me
Curry goes well with bread or rice
I cannot bear any sort of humiliation
Since it has come to this, I must commit seppuku...right?
I met various countries on top of this ocean
And everything I revered was turned up-side down
("A spring sunrise
A summer night
A fall evening
An early winter morning")
("Underneath the heavens
Illuminated by the gods,
Let our history unravel for another millenium")
Even the fragrant flowers will scatter
The moon fades after it is full
The plentiful scent of the changing seasons
I love this country
Even the fragrant flowers will scatter
The country where the sun rises first, Cipangu