A girl I was moving,
It was the land of the Rising Sun
Heir to a throne as a child,
Today woman denied the inheritance
Unsatisfied with such sorrow
He helped the weak, true nobility.
He left his home the Valley of the Samurai,
But his actions led to the love of their parents,
And in the fields of tulips creeping pure
Got involved with the geisha of fuses dark

The memories that she leaves
Are the locks of a Geisha,
The memories that she leaves
Are your locks my geisha.

The blue hills not forget,
The code of honor I will perform it,
The ice streams have strengthened me,
Dried leaves me warmed,
The eyes of the geisha enchanted me,
Your smile and your mouth will become.
The fires in the festivals draw air
In the East want to be,
But a gap grows inside me
Fear of geisha never find me.

The memories that she leaves
Are the locks of a Geisha,
The memories that she leaves
Are your locks my geisha.

She took me to the ends,
Since the wall of small grasses,
She showed me the power of the elders,
And young Buddhist teaching Christians
Both the rules and traditions,
Taught me to love, to transcend emotions.

The memories that she leaves
Are the locks of a Geisha,
The memories that she leaves
Are your locks my geisha.