ふるさと -homeland-

-- うさぎ追いしかの山
 小鮒(こぶな)釣りしかの川
 夢は今もめぐりて
 忘れがたきふるさと -- 古びた道を歩く 足音響き
 あの日見た夕日 草の匂い
 風が運んだ声　「また明日（あした）、バイバイ」
カラス鳴く　道すがら　思い返す
 山も　川も　街並みも
心に映る　 色褪せぬ風景
いつでも帰れる　忘れがたき
 ふるさと　ふるさと　ふるさと No matter where I roam, I’ll always know,
My heart finds its way back to where the rivers flow.
 Through every season, through every time,
 ふるさと, my roots, my guiding light. -- 如何(いか)にいます父母 恙無(つつがな)しや友がき
 雨に風につけても
 思い出づるふるさと -- ザーザー響く　喜ぶ蛙
 縁側から眺める　一抹の休息
 濡れた庭　静かに佇めば　なぜか安らぐな
 雨音で遮断　生まれる団らん　円満な家族に
 温かいお茶　雨いつ止むか
 見える庭には　息吹宿らん
 ふるさと　ふるさと　ふるさと No matter where I roam, I’ll always know, My heart finds its way back where the golden leaves flow. Through every season, through every time, ふるさと, my roots, my guiding light.
 No matter where I roam, I’ll always know, My heart finds its way back to where the snowflakes glow. Through every season, through every time, ふるさと, my roots, my guiding light. -- 志を果たして
 いつの日にか帰らん
 山は青きふるさと
 水は清きふるさと -- ふるさと
 ふるさと No matter where I roam, I’ll always know, My heart finds its way back where the blossoms grow. Through every season, through every time, ふるさと, my roots, my guiding light. ✨EN✨ [Note: This corresponds to the opening lines of “Furusato.”] In the hills where rabbits are chased, By the streams where little fish are caught, My dreams still wander ‘round To that unforgettable homeland. -- Treading along an old, weathered path, My footsteps echo softly; I recall that sunset of long ago and the scent of the grass, A voice carried on the breeze saying, “See you tomorrow, bye-bye.” As crows call out along the way, The mountains, the rivers, the townscapes— All are etched in my heart, A vivid scene that never fades. Always there to welcome me back— Homeland, homeland, homeland. No matter where I roam, I’ll always know, My heart finds its way back to where the rivers flow. Through every season, through every time, Homeland, my roots, my guiding light. [Note: This part reflects the nostalgic remembrance of loved ones in “Furusato.”] How fare my dear parents, And all the friends I hold so dear? In rain and wind alike, I recall that cherished homeland. -- The joyful chorus of frogs in the downpour, A brief respite seen from the veranda; In the damp garden, as I stand in quiet reflection, A soothing calm overcomes me. Rain sounds form a gentle barrier, giving rise to warm gatherings— A family united in simple harmony. A cup of steaming tea—waiting for the rain to end, While in the garden, new life stirs. Homeland, homeland, homeland. No matter where I roam, I’ll always know, My heart finds its way back to where the golden leaves flow. Through every season, through every time, Homeland, my roots, my guiding light. No matter where I roam, I’ll always know, My heart finds its way back to where the snowflakes glow. Through every season, through every time, Homeland, my roots, my guiding light. [Note: This corresponds to the opening lines of “Furusato.”] Fulfilling my dreams, One day I shall return— To mountains ever green, And waters ever clear. --- Homeland, Homeland. No matter where I roam, I’ll always know, My heart finds its way back to where the blossoms grow. Through every season, through every time, Homeland, my roots, my guiding light. © NILLS 2025 All Rights Reserved