Sun burning

The sun of winter. We live in your waiting for a long night

As expected, the farmer's eyes watching thecrop. For the days of paddy cutting. The sun, you know that.

How lacking our hot clothes. All night long, covers one piece of clothes, how hard we get winter!

A piece of the morning of the sunrise seems worth more than gold. We leave home and go this way

A piece of sun. The sun.

You just shake us up in the house and give us a heat, and heat

The naked boy on the street.

The sun. You're gonna make us heat

hear you're a burning fire, getting heat to the body

One day, maybe each of us.

A burning fire!

Then when the heat is burning, we may be able to cover up hot clothes. The naked boy across the village.