The field filled with a quarter br Of water, which stayed still, br Full of life, bugs crawling br On the leaves of paddy plants, br Dragonflies flying around, br Crabs crawling on the boundaries, br Fishes swimming gaily br In the small waterways, br Waterfowls, cranes cacthing br In the field, small paddy flower shoots, br swaying the soft wind br With a musical murmur, br Walking on the pathway, br With an love song, a folklore br On the lips, life was seperate, br Sweet, endearing The wind br Wishing a bumper crop br To the farmers, life is br Serene and pure in the paddy field.