The breeze rippled.
In the starlight of the shadow of mountains and rivers
People in the distance, do you hear?
How quiet the night in the village is tonight.
Moonlight from the treetops at the top of the mountain
Scattered in bits and pieces on the mossy stone steps.
Smell everything around you.
The mountain village tonight is as bleak as the night you walked out.
Why are azaleas sandwiched?
The smell of earth can give off fragrance.
However, the silver spring stopped flowing tonight.
The feeling of leaves in microwave
Can people far away see it?
How brilliant the stars are tonight
But I can't hear the cuckoo singing.
Maybe the cuckoo is conveying my affection tonight.
Can you come to my side again?
Let the cuckoo sing for us again.