The Son Will Rise

Level 9 quaking, no anticipating destruction as far as the eye can see.

Surging power blackout, lines at the checkout, trains stop.

suddenly

Roads twist like wires, squealing of tires, showers of glass

Gotta stand your ground,

wonder who's been found,

and how long it will last?

Oh Japan aishiteruyo

Find solid ground, ganbarou

I see your weary soul, I see you lose control,

But lift up your eyes,

'Cause in the morning your sun will rise.

Our hearts, our hands are shaking, the lives we built are breaking

breaking

down

The earth tilts on its axis, now the moon never waxes. Darkness all around.

Smoke shrouds the skyline, the children are crying. We can't ignore.

How the waves hit the people leaving only a steeple as waters roar.

Oh Japan aishiteruyo!

Find solid ground, ganbarou

I see your weary soul, I see you lose control,

But lift up your eyes,

'Cause in the morning your sun will rise.

Who can be blamed

for buildings in flames and mass evacuation?

The people who are still here are trembling in such fear and devastation

Still, I have to ask the question why,

tens of thousands had to die?

What do you mean you don't know?

Can we live in trust that

out of this dust that,

something new and beautiful will grow?

Oh Japan aishiteruyo!

Find solid ground, ganbarou

I see your weary soul, I see you lose control,

But lift up your eyes,

'Cause in the morning your sun will rise.

Terrifying aftershocks,

power plants like ticking clocks spewing radiation.

How will we ever unwind

these tangles as we try to find hope for this nation?

Japan, I know you feel destroyed,

like your world has become void, but try to be brave.

I wonder

with houses blown to pieces, will people cry to Jesus to come save?

Oh Japan aishiteruyo!

Find solid ground, ganbarou

I see your weary soul, I see you lose control,

But lift up your eyes,

'Cause in the morning your sun will rise.

Now the months go rolling by, like clouds in the silent sky

We're all “fine.”

But the farmers throw away their crops

People flee faster than morale drops

When will the next one resign?

Has it been so long

We've forgotten all the wrong, and we turn away

Stand up on this cracked street, shake the dust off your feet

Nihon Ganbare!