Yuuyake koyake no aka-tombo owarete mita no wa itsu no hi ka
Yama no hatake no kuwa no mi o kokago ni tsunda wa maboroshi ka
Juugo de neeya wa yome ni yuki osato no tayori mo taehateta
Yuuyake koyake no aka-tombo tomatte iru yo sao no saki
Red dragonflies at sunset, red in the afterglow Could it be the last time I saw their flight I was a child
On my Nanny's back?
Dark purple mulberries in the hillside fields
I gathered them into my little basket
Was that a dream or real?
Just fifteen, dear Nanny traveled far away, became a bride
Since then not one word comes
From my sister dear
Red dragonfly at sunset, red in the afterglow
There on the bamboo fishing pole it rests
As I remember