I want, my part of this world.
The warm wind whistled in my ear.
It spoke to me, showed me the way to my part.
The autumn leaves paved the muddy path for me, so that my foot would not sink.
I asked the sun for my part, to warm me.
Also the moon, to illuminate my path on dark nights.
I will ask the pearl stars,
to dance with me,
When I am, at the peak of happiness.
I believe, I do not ask for more than necessary.
I only want my part of this world.
