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"A journey through the wind and snow" Lyrics: Hoshino Tetsuro / Music: Funamura Toru ・In the year 1980, amidst what is called modernization, the reality that the feudal system cannot be wiped away is packed into poetry. In my torn single layer robe, with only my shamisen, "Yose, yosei," the snow falls. Sixteen years of tears I breathe on my short fingers and have overcome them. Aiyaa, Aiyaa. Tsugaru, Hachinohe, Ominato. If the shamisen breaks, clap with both hands. If you don't have a drumstick, play with a comb. I love anything that makes a sound. Listening to the cries of the seagulls, Aiyaa, Otaru, Hakodate, Tomakomai. Did I escape hiding the scorched rice in my pot with my sleeve? The smell of the hair of the woman who passed by my parents' eyes and laughed at me as her wife is a nostalgic Aiyaa. Aiya Rumoi Takikawa Wakkanai