By the railway tracks we go where through cosmos blossoms. What a beautiful day for an outing! The cosmos flowers are blooming in all their colorful glory - white, pink, red - waving in rhythm with the tall grass.

With lunch boxes and munchies in our hefty backpacks and canteens at our sides, we're going all the way to the top of the hill.
We walk and walk and walk, lustily singing away.
I run up to a friend calling his name. The noon train is hurtling by, and we all give a big cheer.
We walk and walk and walk, lustily singing away.
The cosmos flowers sway in the autumn fields.
My tummy's beginning to rumble...