Paroles et traduction Hiroshi Itsuki - Furusato

Furusato

祭りも近いと 汽笛は呼ぶが
洗いざらしの Ｇパンひとつ
白い花咲く 故郷（ふるさと）が
日暮れりゃ恋しく なるばかり

小川のせせらぎ 帰りの道で
妹ととりあった 赤い野苺（のいちご）
緑の谷間 なだらかに
仔馬は集い 鳥はなく
ああ 誰にも故郷がある
故郷がある

お嫁にゆかずに あなたのことを
待っていますと 優しい便り
隣の村でも いまごろは
杏（あんず）の花の まっさかり

赤いネオンの 空見上げれば
月の光が はるかに遠い
風に吹かれりゃ しみじみと
想い出します 囲炉裏（いろり）ばた
ああ 誰にも故郷がある
故郷がある

Furusato

Festivals are near, and the train's whistle calls,
But in my threadbare jeans, washed and worn,
My heart yearns for the white flowers of my hometown,
Come sunset, my longing only grows.

By the brook's murmur, on my homeward path,
I shared wild strawberries with my sister dear,
In the tranquil valley, where nature's hush,
Young colts gather, and birdsong fills the air.
Oh, who has not a hometown,
A place to call their own?

She stays unmarried, waiting for your return,
Her gentle words, a balm for my weary soul,
In the village next, where apricot blossoms bloom,
Spring's radiance reaches its peak.

Beneath the city's neon glare, I gaze skyward,
Where moonlight shines, a distant, gentle glow,
Blown by the wind, memories come unbidden,
Of cozy evenings by the hearth's warm glow.
Oh, who has not a hometown,
A place to call their own?