It can obtain bearing

In search of a new land

Let's build a new house

By neatly gathering hay

To thatch the roof

By neatly gathering hay

Neatly gathering hay

To thatch the roof

At the stone walls

Let's celebrate the golden house

That was built

By a hundred carpenters

That was built

Was built

By a hundred carpenters

August draws near

But I have nothing to wear

I want to dress up

Brothers, lend me a sleeve

I want to dress the children and those I love

With the single kimono I own

I will wear vines

That I picked deep within the mountains

The full moon shines

Illuminating the world with its divine light

When my lover comes to visit, I wish the clouds would hide it a little