Today’s weather is lovely,
I feel like going home and sleeping.
But in this hustle and bustle,
Who has time to admire the weather?

Some talk on the phone,
Some listen to music on the phone.
But no one talks to each other like before,
Everyone is busy with their own lives.

This is how our daily lives are,
Lost in the search for life.
That's why there's no time to enjoy the weather,
The habit of getting lost in oneself has become a part of living.
So, today’s weather is lovely,
I feel like going home and sleeping.