Under the bright scent of Sakura

Love is more precious than life

Pregnant with the mystery of the earth

Full of surprise splendor

 Light pink cherry blossoms with pure white clouds

The whole country is sitting down.

 Even during the hardships of rain and wind

 Stand up firm once again

 Healing the wounds of the past years

Keep it as a glorious memory,

The whole world is colored pure white.

Towards the beauty of challenge

Willing to stretch the branches and hug them,

With only short but regretless innocence

Even in the dark, proudly like a descendant of a warrior

There is absolutely no retreat.

Once you take root like that,

For its excellent self-sufficiency and cohesion

Even after living for one and a half hundred years

Strong even in the face of a saws and planers  

He lives and breathes with the Palman Great Plate.

Above all, pure cleanliness

The closer you get, the brighter the sweet scent becomes.

Finally, he flew as if tempting himself,

Reborn as a cluster of flowers of the fleeting soul

I promise to stand tall in front of spring again.

Yes! Sakura your eternity is

 On the motto of trust and faith in the world

There are no more servility and falsehood  

 Until the day when I am always alive and breathing

All the time, I just bless this spring.