I feel , I feel, I kochuyu ,
Tramples leisurely desert caravan.
Smoke shoot and rush,
But the buzz, why I do not know myself.
Month - sleep, burn on the road
Ten moons will rise
In the mysterious night.
Love the people , the gods love
Songs of eastern Bochy .
Valley , a wonderful valley ,
Valley eternal dreams,
Plants and flowers.
Valley , a wonderful valley ,
The golden light of the sun
You will wake up again.
Valley , a wonderful valley ,
Blooming marvelous garden ,
Heady aroma .
Valley , a wonderful valley ,
You sent from heaven
Grief and sorrow.
Toil , toil ,
Repent, repent ,
Taking the valley wonderful gift .
Constantly tempted ,
Let not young ,
But it's not too old.
All that was , all that will be
Magic smoke will tell me in advance .
Like people , like the gods ,
When the songs they sing their boccia .
Valley , a wonderful valley ,
Valley eternal dreams,
Plants and flowers.
Valley , a wonderful valley ,
The golden light of the sun
You will wake up again.
Valley , a wonderful valley ,
Blooming marvelous garden ,
Heady aroma .
Valley , a wonderful valley ,
You sent from heaven
Grief and sorrow.
Valley , a wonderful valley ,
Valley eternal dreams,
Plants and flowers.
Valley , a wonderful valley ,
The golden light of the sun
You will wake up again.
Valley , a wonderful valley ,
Blooming marvelous garden ,
Heady aroma .
Valley , a wonderful valley ,
You sent from heaven
Grief and sorrow.
