In the center of summer that draws number 8
Magnifying full moon awaits for the beautiful morning

A falcon lands on a branch with his wings wide open
And watches the child of time being born

Storm changed his way and poured the gentle singing rain
Yellow yesterday melted the night to shine on

Father Sun hid from bright red child
Called winter that nurtures life
And let the tiny red dragon

Swim in the sea of cloud

TIDA TIDA
はちがてぃぬ てぃきぬ ハレ なはに

あはてぃきぬ かみぎゅらさ すかま
おおたかや えだなん とゅまとゅてぃ
とゅきぬ くゎが うまれば
はぬぃば ひろぐぃてぃ みちゅりよ

あらしや みちば くぃてぃ しずかに うとゆん
ながなが あむぃば ふらち

きぃろい きにゅば
てぃらしゅんたむぃし
ゆるば とゅかち

てぃんぬ てぃだや
いなさん むんぬ
ひきゃりさに
すがたば きゃち いのち
すだてぃりゅん
ふゆばゆでぃ
くもぬうみなん
あはさん りゅうば
あむらち

Sound of axe echoes through the woods

Long winter has come

TIDA TIDA
ぬんむ むたんがぬし
みんなだち
きゅらさん こほろし
ゆぬなかばみち
はなや みどりや いてぃむ ひらち

Hold the world with 2 crystal eyes, 2 free arms

TIDA TIDA Ah... ...

In the center of summer that draws number 8
Magnifying full moon awaits for the beautiful morning

A falcon lands on a branch with his wings wide open
And watches the child of time being born

Storm changed his way and poured the gentle singing rain
Yellow yesterday melted the night to shine on

Father Sun hid from bright red child
Called winter that nurtures life
And let the tiny red dragon
In the center of summer that draws number 8
Magnifying full moon awaits for the beautiful morning

A falcon lands on a branch with his wings wide open
And watches the child of time being born

Storm changed his way and poured the gentle singing rain
Yellow yesterday melted the night to shine on

Father Sun hid from bright red child
Called winter that nurtures life
And let the tiny red dragon

Swim in the sea of cloud