A train window view, across the vast, deep land
Where the shadows lengthen, and the rivers expand
This is the heartland, the place where the legends sleep
In the dark forests, the secrets they keep
I'm walking the path of Kenji (賢治), under the cloudy sky
Searching for the wild truth, in the words that fly by
The silence of Tono (遠野), where the foxes still roam
A gentle whisper calling me home
The sound of the wind is a melody so old
A story of silver, more precious than gold
Oh, Iwate's deep soul, a land of quiet pride
Where the mountains stand tall, with nothing left to hide
From the bright, clear rivers, to the star-falling night
This gentle promise, everything feels right
A wild, peaceful magic, holding me close and deep
The secrets of the North, Iwate will always keep
The sea mist rolls in, over the coastal towns
Watching the fishermen, wearing their weathered crowns
Hiraizumi's temple, a vision in gold
A history that's both fragile and bold
The spirit of resilience, strong in the cold winter snow
A place where you learn just how far you can go
Maybe the journey is just finding the peace
Letting the noisy world finally cease
Here, where the air is clean, and the vision is wide
There's nowhere left to run, and nowhere left to hide
(Acoustic guitar instrumental solo, building with strings)
Oh, Iwate's deep soul, a land of quiet pride
Where the mountains stand tall, with nothing left to hide
From the bright, clear rivers, to the star-falling night
This gentle promise, everything feels right
A wild, peaceful magic, holding me close and deep
The secrets of the North, Iwate will always keep
(Vocal whispers) Kenji's dream...
(Acoustic guitar fades with the sound of wind)
