Jipangu - Shing02 (安念真吾)/Cradle Orchestra (クレイドル・オーケストラ)

Jipangu the images of tracks unbeaten

Recollect and sweeten

For a stay nice and short like a haiku

Dear Jipangu I wish to thank you

Arigato to coastal lines both vivid and pastel

An unframed canvas untamed by us the farthest

Where the sun rises in the east and sets in the west

I must confess the waves here look not the same

The sounds emanating always changing

With the weather the architecture

Blended with the background a book unbound

Rough on the edges like a worn blade centuries old

Battle tested a thousand fold

I can see it in the eyes of the children

They still haunt me to come back until then

I sincerely hope to do justice

To introduce and more than reminisce

A place my heart yearns for upon return

May every year new sets of eyes learn

Jipangu the images of tracks unbeaten

Recollect and sweeten

For a stay nice and short like a haiku

Dear Jipangu I wish to thank you

Jipangu the images of tracks unbeaten

Recollect and sweeten

For a stay nice and short like a haiku

Dear Jipangu I wish to thank you

To travel is to unravel the itinerary

Pick up the pieces and revel in unordinary

Sceneries one after another a series of

Picture story on a road show

Coming to a town near you for a social gathering

Villages catcher in the rice fields energies textures

Innocent smiles in fact it's infectious

In every prefecture it's effective

A way to communicate

Break down the barrier linguistic

Don't get it twisted

Straight as an arrow on a bow in case you missed it

Bamboo shoots towards the gifted

Gods in the heavens and gods on earth

Walking amongst us as winds and the dirt

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust

Why my mind is awake from dawn to dusk

Jipangu the images of tracks unbeaten

Recollect and sweeten

For a stay nice and short like a haiku

Dear Jipangu I wish to thank you

Jipangu the images of tracks unbeaten

Recollect and sweeten

For a stay nice and short like a haiku

Dear Jipangu I wish to thank you

See the prints of wood blocks

Gold leaves and lacquer box

Gardens with sands and rocks

Artisan craftsmanship

It's the spirit of our ancestors

Still living with respect to

The past and the clock is set to

The present what's ahead is a mystery

A unique gem in the course of a history