Lyric

Strolling through the market streets

Smiling faces, sizzling heat

Something crispy, brown, and round

A local snack that I just found

Tiny fish, a secret blend

Handmade love in every end

Grilled to gold with smoky pride

A bite, and joy can't hide

Jakoten, from Uwajima’s shore

One bite and you'll want more

Not just food, it's history

A taste of soul and family

From sea to hand, and then your core

Old man laughing, “Try this one!”

Passed it down, his work well done

Wrapped in paper, warm and light

It makes the coldest day feel right

Not fancy food, but full of grace

A flavor time cannot replace

Paired with sake or with tea

It's local life, it’s legacy

It’s not about the gourmet name

But love and craft, always the same

A simple dish, but pure and true

When you eat it, it eats with you

Jakoten, the soul of town

In every port and street around

From festival to family plate

It's humble joy that tastes so great

A gift from sea to pass around

Jakoten, one bite, you’ll see

It’s more than just a recipe

It tells a tale, it sings a song

Of people proud and living strong

Come taste the heart of Uwajima, free