Awa Odori, the dance will glow Naruto’s swirl, the tides will show Iya’s vine bridge, the echoes ring Ryozen’s peaks, where eagles sing Otsuka’s art, the stories told Tokushima Castle, standing bold Kaifu’s waves, where surfers play Wakimachi’s streets, the roofs of clay Bizan’s hill, the stars align Yoshino’s river, the waters shine Through Awa’s streets, the rhythm flies Lanterns trace the summer skies Naruto’s waves will spin the line Through the sea, the moon will shine Tokushima, where the rivers flow Through the night, the lanterns glow Tokushima, the drums will call Feel the dance, we rise and fall Feel the wind at Iya’s trail Through the cliffs, the forests sail In Ryozen, clouds will break Holding light upon the lake Kaifu’s shores, the tide will turn On the sand, the bonfires burn Wakimachi, the walls will stand Silent through the artisan’s hand Tokushima, where the rivers flow Through the night, the lanterns glow Tokushima, the drums will call Feel the dance, we rise and fall Awa Odori, the dance will glow Naruto’s swirl, the tides will show Iya’s vine bridge, the echoes ring Ryozen’s peaks, where eagles sing Otsuka’s art, the stories told Tokushima Castle, standing bold Kaifu’s waves, where surfers play Wakimachi’s streets, the roofs of clay Bizan’s hill, the stars align Yoshino’s river, the waters shine