Oh, mountain of our eyes, what do you see? 
 The girl with the omen dice, bowing to thee 
 Mortal soldiers clear the path, shake the omen tree 
 Oh, mountain of our eyes, oh plea 
 Oh, hear our plea 
 See the five fingers laid, like a hand in blue 
 In sideways of the pure 
 Together glimpse of you, together glimpse of you 
 The great lake, the white shoot 
 Your white mind, mind 
 Whoa, mountain of mine 
 Whoa, Fuji-san, for a planning 
 Into the blue, into the great mist 
 Into the bright, into your light 

 Oh, mountain of our eyes, we're calling you 
 Will you hear our cries, what will the poor boy do? 
 What will the poor girl do? 
 [bad word] to you 
 Whoa, Fuji-san 
 Whoa, mountain of our eyes, what do you see? 
 The girl with the omen dice, shaking the tree 
 Shaking the omen tree