The feudal days are over
Castle walls crumbling down
In among the ruins
A Golden Pavilion
Some day we'll climb upon its ancient rooftop
And gaze at desolation all around
And claim as far as the eye can see
A new regime
The first snow of winter
Falling on a sea of stones
In dark and sleepy water
The splash of a leaping frog
Some day we'll climb upon the ancient rooftops
And gaze at history painted white
And claim as far as the eye can see
A new regime