Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.

And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sign.

夏日迷失的鸟群来到我窗前歌唱然后飞走。

秋天枯黄的叶子，无歌，一声叹息，在此飘落。

O troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words.

哦，世上小小的流浪者的队伍，请把你们的足迹留在我的文字里。