Fuji-San

Oh, mountain of our eyes, what do you see? The girl with the omen dice, bowing to thee Mortal soldiers clear the path, shake the omen tree Oh, mountain of our eyes, oh plea Oh, hear our plea See the five fingers laid, like a hand in blue In sideways of the pure Together glimpse of you, together glimpse of you The great lake, the white shoot Your white mind, mind Whoa, mountain of mine Whoa, Fuji-san For a planning Into the blue, into the great mist Into the bright, into your light Oh, mountain of our eyes, we're calling you Will you hear our cries, what will the poor boy do? What will the poor girl do? We're coming to you Whoa, Fuji-san Whoa, mountain of our eyes, what do you see? The girl with the omen dice, shaking the tree Shaking the omen tree