The grass is on the vast grassland,
Grassland in the starry sky,
It lit a lamp,
Looking up at the stars alone.
The deepest part of the night sky,
The stars are shining there,
Emit light and soft light,
Shining on his unkempt hair,
A dusty face.
It is covered with starlight.
Lonely and proud traveler,
Travel in the endless night.
Carrying a heavy bag,
Fly over one summer night after another.
Until I fly to the stars,
Until it becomes a star,
Until you are exhausted.
It always likes light and heat,
But it never loved the sun,
Because it is more used to night,
Looking at the twinkling stars in the night sky alone.
The sun cannot shine on its path,
It can't see the stars in the sun,
Nor can it light the lamp of hope.
The grasshopper laughed at it at night as a cat.
But it says, I am an orphan in the starry sky.
May God have a kind heart,
Never let that beautiful star fall.
It never praises the sun,
Every poet passing by the grassland
Will do their best to laugh at it.