A breeze is blowing.
Dandelion fly
Like a small umbrella.
Chase slowly against the wind
Fly over the green of Shan Ye.
Fly over a gurgling stream
It is so beautiful to fly to the early morning.
Flying over the starry sky is beautiful.
Fly, fly, fly gently.
Embrace the earth and snuggle up to each other
Dandelion fell asleep gently.
Next summer
See you next summer.