This is the life, the dream is woven,
With the Greens, severe fatigue, cool shade.
That dream, new drunkenness, the people of the soil,
Field emotion, fatigue is removed, the heart of happiness.
I saw them come near,
All the laughter and tears were mixed.
Their dreams, illusions of crops,
Other's welfare, they are all going through.
Smiles on the earth, to be his own,
Grow crops smiles on their faces.
These are real people,
The greatest saint.