Those who rise beyond the east
Greets me 'Good morning! '
How is to be beautiful the day?
And begins to kind sharing.
As he passes over my head
He uses to kiss me on my cheek,
And when I gazing at him up
Then he makes a smile at me back.
When he is going to be hides
And the day is no more light,
He is to be farewell for the day
And then says, 'Good Night! '