Nishi kara chôchô ga tonde kite,

Butterflies come in from the west,

Kôbe no hama ni kane nuite,

Attracted to money in Kobe’s harbor,

Ei ja nai ka, ei ja nai ka!

Ei ja nai ka, ei ja nai ka!

Isn't that right? Ain't it the truth?

Nipponkoku e wa kami ga furu,

The gods will descend to Japan,

Tôjin yashiki nya ishi ga furu,

While rocks fall on the foreigners in their residencies,

Ee ja nai ka, ee ja nai ka! Ee ja nai ka, ee ja nai ka!

Ee ja nai ka, ee ja nai ka! Ee ja nai ka, ee ja nai ka!

Sari totewa, osoroshii toshi, uchiwasure,

But, then, it was frightfully bad year (1866) and best forgotten.

Kami no okage de odori, e ja nai ka,

Thanks to the kami we shall dance, right? Right, right on.

Nipponkoku no yonaori wa ee ja nai ka,

Remaking the world of Japan is right, too, no? Yes. Go for it!

Hônen odori wa medetai.

Congratulations are due on the good fortune of a bountiful harvest, so let’s dance on it.