nojiriko goes

Families who grow, and ones who still dream,

The softness of life is here,

Yasegaeru, and crickets who scream,

The green of your age is near.

Time is our toil, and also our might,

And years are the dirt under toe,

Come with me to here, a Nojiriko night,

The speed of our love will go.

This the return, this the memory,

Where I learned my youth was lost,

The soft of the green, a whole century,

It comes at the beauteous cost.