Row, row, oh helmsman
Towards the upstream chara
Your heart is remaining there
To see someone ..

This quay and that quay of the river
Is your destination
Now it is the time to go home
Because the sun is going down.

Crossing the river so many times
You sing the song of life
No matter how rainy it is, how stormy
No matter whether there is the flood.

How much hope in the mind
When you row the boat
However, the days are all gone
And you cannot say about them.