I must go back to the Divine Island drops
Give me until Time itself stops
To let me see those long past
Go fishing and steer a ships' mast.
I must go back to the sweet scent kelp
Go back eighty more years without help
Let me go to the Islands, only Kami-sama will know,
Back to the sunset salty cod fish roe.
I must go back to the young faces of the old,
Where summers' swelter humid and winter's harsh cold
I want to return to taste the warm scent of home,
But here I stay in golden lands to roam.
Say goodbye to those who helped me along the way
A meaningless tussle in the fray
Yuletide wishes on royal navy blue
Onii-san, I say hello to you
Now I'm back where I began
Abeam to me, together we ran
Reminiscing that life, this life
All and everything in hapless strife
I must go to the Divine Island drops.
Onii-san Older brother