Shuri’s gate, the red will shine

Kouri’s bridge, the waves align

Kerama’s blue, the sea will hum

Taketomi’s sands, where stars will drum

Manzamo’s cliff, the winds will sing

Churaumi’s light, where corals cling

Iriomote’s green, the rivers flow

Nakijin’s wall, the moon’s soft glow

Cape Zanpa’s fire, the sunset’s call

Kokusai’s street, where voices fall

Through Shuri’s walls, the echoes stay

Crimson light at break of day

Kouri’s path, the sea runs wide

Through the sky and ocean’s pride

Okinawa, where the sea will rise

Through the breeze and endless skies

Okinawa, the drums will call

Feel the waves that bind us all

Feel the breeze at Taketomi

Where the sands will speak to me

In Kerama, the tides will play

Softly guiding through the bay

Iriomote’s stream will glide

Through the forests deep inside

Manzamo, the cliffs will glow

Watching time and tides below

Okinawa, where the sea will rise

Through the breeze and endless skies

Okinawa, the drums will call

Feel the waves that bind us all

Shuri’s gate, the red will shine

Kouri’s bridge, the waves align

Kerama’s blue, the sea will hum

Taketomi’s sands, where stars will drum

Manzamo’s cliff, the winds will sing

Churaumi’s light, where corals cling

Iriomote’s green, the rivers flow

Nakijin’s wall, the moon’s soft glow

Cape Zanpa’s fire, the sunset’s call

Kokusai’s street, where voices fall