After a bold and audacious Westernization revolution
This is now an open and upright anti-war nation
As I pedal forward my bicycle marked with the Japanese flag
Evil spirits will disperse from my intercontinental ballistic missiles

Looping the belt line, I don't care if I'm constantly on the move
Boys and girls must be unrivaled during the warring era, in the floating world

Thousands of cherry trees dissolve into the night. Not even your voice will reach
This is a banquet inside a steel jail cell. Look down on us from your guillotine

The whole world is shrouded in hellish darkness. Not even a lamenting song is audible
With your raygun, shoot out the azure sky and the far distance

Hundreds of fights will give one the apperance of an officer
The courtesans are going here and there on a parade for their regular guests
Everyone, assemble here now
It's a march of the saints. One! Two! Three! Four!

To pass through the gate to dhyāna[1], and achieve nirvana with cleansing
The closing act must be a happy finale, accompanied by applause from the audience

Thousands of cherry trees dissolve into the night. Not even your voice will reach
This is a banquet inside a steel jail cell. Look down on us from your guillotine

The whole world is shrouded in hellish darkness. Not even a lamenting song is audible
The hill of hope is in the far distance, so shoot up your flashlight grenade

Looping the belt line, I don't care if I'm constantly on the move
Boys and girls must be unrivaled during the warring era, in the floating world

Thousands of cherry trees dissolve into the night. Not even your voice will reach
This is a banquet inside a steel jail cell, so jump off from your guillotine

Thousands of cherry trees dissolve into the night. You will sing, and I will dance
This is a banquet inside a steel jail cell, so shoot randomly and ceaselessly with your raygun