Miyajima’s gate, the tide will rise

Hiroshima Dome beneath the skies

Shukkeien’s pond, where silence flows

Onomichi’s path, the sunset glows

Fukuyama’s keep, in morning’s light

Sandankyo’s falls, a silver flight

Kure’s ships, the anchors lay

Takehara’s streets, of olden day

Innoshima’s wind, the sails will fly

Hiba’s woods, where mountains lie

Through Miyajima, lantern’s gleam

Torii drifts on the tidal stream

Hiroshima, the city stands

Peace will bloom from gentle hands

Hiroshima, where the rivers run

Through the hope of rising sun

Hiroshima, the bells will call

Through the past, we’ll stand tall

Feel the calm at Onomichi’s shore

Temples rest forevermore

In Sandankyo, the waters speak

Echoes dance along the peak

Fukuyama’s castle tall

Through the stone, the echoes fall

Kure’s docks, the sea will hum

Ships return where they are from

Hiroshima, where the rivers run

Through the hope of rising sun

Hiroshima, the bells will call

Through the past, we’ll stand tall

Miyajima’s gate, the tide will rise

Hiroshima Dome beneath the skies

Shukkeien’s pond, where silence flows

Onomichi’s path, the sunset glows

Fukuyama’s keep, in morning’s light

Sandankyo’s falls, a silver flight

Kure’s ships, the anchors lay

Takehara’s streets, of olden day

Innoshima’s wind, the sails will fly

Hiba’s woods, where mountains lie