Toba Ichirou

Between the waves, the flowers of life
Are blooming in twos
These sibling ships are a momento for my old man
The style of the ship is an old one, but they're strong in stormy weather
They'll be cradles in the dreams of my big brother and I

When we go ashore and drink sake
We always compete as rivals for love
But when we arrive on the fishing grounds of the open sea
We're brother seagulls, completely suited to one another
Testing our strength, we heave up the netting

We want our mother, who is all alone
To have an enjoyable life
So these sibling ships going to the sea in midwinter
We move forward, passing through the blind of snow
My hot blood is inherited from my old man