Yuuyake koyakeno Akatonbo Owarete mitano wa itunohika
Yamano hatakeno kuwanomio Kokago ni tsunda wa maboroshika
Jyugo de neiya wa yomeni iki Osatono tayorimo taehateta
Yuyake koyakeno akatonbo Tomatte iruyo saonosaki

Dragonflies are flying in the evening beeze.
I wonder when I saw them from my mother's back.
The field of mulberries, I wonder when I picked the leaves and put them in the little basket.
When I was fifteen,my sister got married.
Letters from the home village stopped coming.
Dragonflies are flying with the evening breeze.
They are standind at the tip of a pole.