Summer

When the sun shines over the mountain,

And the sunset is the most beautiful,

And  when ships are sinking,

Under the night sky,

When the clouds cover the moon,

Then the street performers perform,

“Chi TI chi"

A silent bird chirps, 

While the lake washes up shore.

When the bullfrogs croak,

And the shadows fall deeply,

And when the water riffles,

Under the pressure of the wind,

When the night sky appears,

Then the street performers perform,

“ chi Ti chi”

A silent bird chirps,

While the lake washes up shore.