The moon was quick,
Is it because I was asleep?
Oh, I can't wait to go back,
That is, the chant runs from my lips.
Beautiful, beautiful sky,
A sky that was so high,
If I do not try,
My hope should not be so high.
Dizzy here, dizzy there,
Due here, dateline there,
Maybe I shall run faster,
So the work would have been better.
I push myself further day by day,
Though all I feel is tiring,
I tell myself at the end of the day,
It shall be a beautiful ending.
