When almond-blossoms fall
     By the creamy garden wall,
And the cherry-blooms float down like flakes of snow,
     There's a road I always take,
     When the day begins to break-
'Tis the road that leads along to Tokio!

     Ah ! the wonder of it all
     When the almond-blossoms fall-
'Tis the road that leads to little, dear Yo San.
     In the shining morns of Spring
     How my heart begins to sing,
As I tread the dearest road in all Japan !