Shuri’s gate, the red will shine Kouri’s bridge, the waves align Kerama’s blue, the sea will hum Taketomi’s sands, where stars will drum Manzamo’s cliff, the winds will sing Churaumi’s light, where corals cling Iriomote’s green, the rivers flow Nakijin’s wall, the moon’s soft glow Cape Zanpa’s fire, the sunset’s call Kokusai’s street, where voices fall Through Shuri’s walls, the echoes stay Crimson light at break of day Kouri’s path, the sea runs wide Through the sky and ocean’s pride Okinawa, where the sea will rise Through the breeze and endless skies Okinawa, the drums will call Feel the waves that bind us all Feel the breeze at Taketomi Where the sands will speak to me In Kerama, the tides will play Softly guiding through the bay Iriomote’s stream will glide Through the forests deep inside Manzamo, the cliffs will glow Watching time and tides below Okinawa, where the sea will rise Through the breeze and endless skies Okinawa, the drums will call Feel the waves that bind us all Shuri’s gate, the red will shine Kouri’s bridge, the waves align Kerama’s blue, the sea will hum Taketomi’s sands, where stars will drum Manzamo’s cliff, the winds will sing Churaumi’s light, where corals cling Iriomote’s green, the rivers flow Nakijin’s wall, the moon’s soft glow Cape Zanpa’s fire, the sunset’s call Kokusai’s street, where voices fall