In the land of Oden, there stands a mountain,
One thousand miles in the air
From edge to edge, this mountain measures
One thousand miles square
A little bird comes winging,
Once in every million years,
Sharpens his beak on that mountain,
And swiftly disappear
Thus when this mountain is all worn away,
This to eternity will be one single day
(Repeat from the beginning)
Will be one single day