Zao’s frost, where monsters climb

Yamadera’s stone, through hands of time

Ginzan’s light, the snow will gleam

Mogami’s flow, a drifting dream

Tsuruoka’s path, the shrine will call

Shonai’s fields, the harvest tall

Tendo’s sky, the kites will fly

Mt. Gassan’s peak, where spirits lie

Yonezawa’s gate, the samurai stay

Sakata’s port, the sails will sway

Through Zao’s frost, the giants stand

Carved by ice and winter’s hand

Ginzan’s glow, the lamps will shine

Through the streets of ancient line

Yamagata, where the snow will fall

Through the fields and mountain tall

Yamagata, the winds will sing

Feel the skies, as echoes ring

Feel the calm at Yamadera

Steps of stone, the skies will stir

In Mogami, rivers glide

Softly tracing time’s divide

Shonai’s fields of gold will rise

Harvest light beneath the skies

Tendo’s games will paint the breeze

Through the clouds, the drifting leaves

Yamagata, where the snow will fall

Through the fields and mountain tall

Yamagata, the winds will sing

Feel the skies, as echoes ring

Zao’s frost, where monsters climb

Yamadera’s stone, through hands of time

Ginzan’s light, the snow will gleam

Mogami’s flow, a drifting dream

Tsuruoka’s path, the shrine will call

Shonai’s fields, the harvest tall

Tendo’s sky, the kites will fly

Mt. Gassan’s peak, where spirits lie

Yonezawa’s gate, the samurai stay

Sakata’s port, the sails will sway