When the golden sun rises in the east

     A new day has begun:

     A hot sun, a generous sun.

     It is so nice--so easy for you--

     To passionately cover the earth with your light,

     Letting everything fill with hope:

     On trees the fruits are growing bigger,

     In fields the five grains are turning yellow;

     For the hard-working people

     A good harvest is coming.

     When the golden sun rises in the east

     A new day has begun:

     A hot sun, a generous sun.

     It is so nice--so easy for you--

     To passionately cover the earth with your light,

     Letting everything fill with hope:

     On the mountains the trees grow quickly;

     On the seashore the birds sing happily;

     The hard-working people

     Are happy and excited.

     I love the summer with its longer daylight.

     Facing the sunset,

     Breathing the ocean air,

     I sing happily.

     Facing the sunset,

     Breathing the ocean air,

     I sing happily, happily singing.             

     I love the summer with its longer daylight.

     Facing the sunset,

     Breathing the ocean air,

     I sing happily.

     Facing the sunset,

     Breathing the ocean air,

     I sing happily, happily singing.