Kicking pebbles
The counting song of the way home
I'm taking the long way back
To the place where I can see the setting sun

Look! Here and there the lined up white clouds
Are, bit by bit, slowly turning red
Somehow, I feel it was a good day
I hope there's fine weather tomorrow

I look back many, many times
While waving my small hand
From far away, carried on the wind, I can hear
The voices of children saying "See you tomorrow"

Look! Little by little, the sun is setting
Little by little, the stars come out to shine
Somehow, I feel it was a good day
I hope there's fine weather tomorrow

The sound of the river that sparkles as it flows and
The wobbling, wavering moon
Will I return? Will I go back?
As I look up at the sky, suddenly
I think of my hometown

I wonder if someone is waiting
In the moonlight on the way home
My hurrying footsteps
Stop the voices of the bugs

Look! Here and there, there are lighted windows
Here and there, many dreams are being dreamed
Somehow, I feel it was a good day
I hope there's fine weather tomorrow
I hope there's fine weather tomorrow