Lyric

Burned to ashes by fire’s reign,All that we had turned to dust

But our ancestors rose,Time and again, they stood back up strong

First to suffer atomic strike,A wound deep in human time

Yet the souls of the past,Rose every time, undaunted and brave

Thirty lost years, they say,And we feel like we've been left behind today

Japan, they call it fading,A weight of doubt we can't help debating

Thirty years, they say are lost?

Once we had nothing—no fields, no wealth to boast

Ashes from the fire turned everything to dust

Yet this nation rose, built strong from broken trust

Burned to ashes by fire’s reign,All that we had turned to dust

But our ancestors rose,Time and again, they stood back up strong

First to suffer atomic strike,A wound deep in human time

Yet the souls of the past,Rose every time, undaunted and brave

They ask why Japanese apologize with ease,"Sumimasen" and "sorry" come from different seeds

To hold others first, their feelings in our sight,We bow with care, thinking their hearts are right

This language of ours, with empathy entwined

"Sorry for causing trouble," deep from the mind

Placing others first, this way that we share,It shapes the words we offer with humble care

Burned to ashes by fire’s reign,All that we had turned to dust

But our ancestors rose,Time and again, they stood back up strong

First to suffer atomic strike,A wound deep in human time

Yet the souls of the past,Rose every time, undaunted and brave

No trains like these run perfectly on the line

No streets are as clean, or safer you'll find

No nation’s cuisine rivals taste so refined

For ashes gave birth to what we've defined

Burned to ashes by fire’s reign,All that we had turned to dust

But our ancestors rose,Time and again, they stood back up strong

First to suffer atomic strike,A wound deep in human time

Yet the souls of the past,Rose every time, undaunted and brave

Burned to ashes by fire’s reign,All that we had turned to dust

But our ancestors rose,Time and again, they stood back up strong

First to suffer atomic strike,A wound deep in human time

Yet the souls of the past,Rose every time, undaunted and brave