In my youth, I crossed the sea
The path of learning, endlessly far
I mastered the language, climbed the ranks
Yet each night, my homeland flickers in my heart
The more I'm praised, the more I belong here
And the more I belong, the further the sky recedes
Looking up across the vast plain of heaven
A single rising moon, all alone
The seas and lands may divide us
But the same light shines right here
I want to go home, to that mountain
At the farewell feast, sake fills my cup
Tomorrow I sail—the morning I longed for
Yet somehow, my hand is trembling
A foreboding I'll never return, carried on the wind
Mingled with the scent of the tide, it falls—
The accent of my home, calling out my name
Looking up across the vast plain of heaven
The moon of Mt. Mikasa, in Kasuga
Even drowned by the crashing tides
It's calling me—that mountain ridge
I want to go home, I cannot go home
Chasing a dream, the day I left town
I had decided not to look back
A life I've grown used to, smiles that multiply
Yet suddenly at midnight, something deep stirs in me
Beyond the window, the same moon is there
That distant someone—is she watching it too?
Looking up across the vast plain of heaven
The same moon as back in those days
No matter what town, no matter what night
We're connected by one single sky
I want to see you—that place
The home I return to may have changed by now
That road too, those voices, all are changing
Yet still the moon rises, unchanging
Here or there, wearing the same face
Looking up across the vast plain of heaven
The moon that rose over Mt. Mikasa, in Kasuga
Is the very same moon
Looking up across the vast plain of heaven
That moon that rose over the mountain
A thousand years ago, and the sky tonight
The same light is shining down
Even if I can't go home, this sky is one
I want to see you—that place
The moon that rose...
The moon that rose...
