My son'll come up
To Mori
But before that village
Is Sarawa -
There'll be Son!

Just thinkin' about
Sawara
Clear away the Wajin,
And the oni
'Til there's none!

When I've struck a bear
That's fair,
And lonely,
I just stick out my staff
And laugh,
And Say,
Ha!

My son'll come up
To Mori
But he's gonna hang on
In Sawara
Come next May
Sawara! Sawara!
I love ya Sawara!
You're only
A day
Away!