Zao’s frost, where monsters climb Yamadera’s stone, through hands of time Ginzan’s light, the snow will gleam Mogami’s flow, a drifting dream Tsuruoka’s path, the shrine will call Shonai’s fields, the harvest tall Tendo’s sky, the kites will fly Mt. Gassan’s peak, where spirits lie Yonezawa’s gate, the samurai stay Sakata’s port, the sails will sway Through Zao’s frost, the giants stand Carved by ice and winter’s hand Ginzan’s glow, the lamps will shine Through the streets of ancient line Yamagata, where the snow will fall Through the fields and mountain tall Yamagata, the winds will sing Feel the skies, as echoes ring Feel the calm at Yamadera Steps of stone, the skies will stir In Mogami, rivers glide Softly tracing time’s divide Shonai’s fields of gold will rise Harvest light beneath the skies Tendo’s games will paint the breeze Through the clouds, the drifting leaves Yamagata, where the snow will fall Through the fields and mountain tall Yamagata, the winds will sing Feel the skies, as echoes ring Zao’s frost, where monsters climb Yamadera’s stone, through hands of time Ginzan’s light, the snow will gleam Mogami’s flow, a drifting dream Tsuruoka’s path, the shrine will call Shonai’s fields, the harvest tall Tendo’s sky, the kites will fly Mt. Gassan’s peak, where spirits lie Yonezawa’s gate, the samurai stay Sakata’s port, the sails will sway