A fairy tail of Buddhist monk in deep gorge 岩魚坊主

[intro, flute] [verse 1, woman] In a valley, like an ink-painted scroll, so grand, A lone angler ventures, rod in hand. [verse 2, man] One by one, he reels in with might, Trout adorned in patterns, a beautiful sight. A monk approaches, calm and serene, Saying, "Don't take too many, if you know what I mean." [chorus 1] The angler, half listening, shares his meal, The monk eats gratefully, then returns to his zeal. The fisherman continues, with relentless fight, Catching trout painted in the purest light. [solo] [verse 3, woman] Deeper into the valley, shadows grow long, To a deep abyss, where the currents are strong. There he hooks a giant, a record-breaking beast, With joy he hauls it, preparing for a feast. [verse 4, man] He slices the belly, to his great surprise, White rice spills out, before his eyes. The mysteries of the valley, hidden and old, In fear he trembles, the story unfolds. [solo] [bridge] いわなぼうず　けいこくのぬし いわなぼうず　山の不思議 [solo] [chorus 2] The secrets of the mountains, eerie and grand, The legendary trout, still haunting the land. In the depths of the gorge, where the shadows lie, The spirit of the valley, forever nigh. [outro, flute]