

Kan-ji-zai
bo-satsu Gyo-jin han-nya-ha-ra-mi-ta-ji (muuuu)
On the stone steps of Kyoto,
the red maples fall.
A monk sweeps the path
knowing they will fall again tomorrow. (haaaa)
Ji-ko-sho-ji no ka-ne ga na-ru (aaaah)
Shiki-fui-ku ku-fui-shiki (hummmm)