O another sun, make the wheat roses green on my head, the same color as the paddies in my dance, and I am afraid like the waves of the sea, I am afraid of this freezing , from being without you, until we are full of dreams , let us walk in the rain until we wake up tomorrow morning, so that we are feverish from the heat of the sands, so that we can be fruitful from the suffering of human beings from the soul like Buddha, we are full of the green fragrance of rain, the wave of wheat fields in The twilight of these rainless nights , be as bright as a lantern until the flight of storks from the reeds, be in me like an ocean, be in me like a flowing river, be in the soul of summer, the
hidden moonlight, the painless treasure, O endless one, we will build both tomorrows with empty hands , a roof again, even a straw in the rain, like a flowing river, in the soul of summer, the hidden moonlight, the painless treasure of our endless We will build two tomorrows with empty hands , once again, a roof, even a straw in the rain, in the twilight, these rainless nights, be as bright as a lantern until the flight of storks from the reeds, be in me like an ocean,
you gave your heart and die, O motherland, a more beautiful mistress, I am full of you until I am, even my grave and cradle, you are in my table, I am torn, you are in the absence of anyone. May you be with me, both of my hands.
