Warm climate Birds flying freely in the sky The color blue brightens the heart Trees swaying in the breeze The sight purifies the mind Tawamure Yuukitai Groaning magma Yureru taiki banpufutou Osoroshiki hi Yomigaeru kako manabu hito Semaru netsu kawasu Inishie karano chie Tomoni iki tesabaki Takumi yoki ni hakarau Ah toutoi chikara Glowing magma blows Up from the crater This destruction Is part of creation It's beauty and harshness Lava that turns The mountains red and burns Yuruku kibishiku semari Ikitoshiikerumono wo utsu Tsukiyo ni kagayaku aka Ten to chi no ikari Toshi agame matsuru Lava cools and hardens into rock Eruptions become myths And are passed on