Because of relation to Mothy.. I thought it would be good to give. Could only obtain Chinese, which is in a blog post of mine. If it is useless, it can be removed.
This is a story of a freezing night.
A very quiet night, which we liked
Peeping [down below].
Although it was a silent night,
There were still those disruptive rascals,
What foolishly moves on [down below]
Are the creatures called human beings.
The labouring of humans is endless
They even work late into the night
They drive their cars and park them along the road
The two companies are still quarreling endlessly today
Which of the smoke from their chimneys drift higher?
The smoke that sputters out is breathed into lungs
The newspaper boy thus fell ill and collapsed.
The boy was very poor, so he could not go to the hospital
At home, under the quilts, hugging his chest in painful coughs
From the windows of the wooden house, the boy saw me.
That was the story of the second night.
In order to pay for his hospital bills, the boy's elder sister
Seems to be shouldering more work
The labouring of humans is endless
They even work late into the night
The job she chose was as a worker in a textile factory
Next to the factory, was a paper mill
They seemed to be quarreling yet again today
The chimneys continued to emit smoke.
Black smoke continued to drift high into the air
Until it reached the skies which we resided
And so the clouds became black
It coated the top of the factory
Eventually, I could not see the factory the girl worked at.
The humans had given me the name 'Star'
Although they wished upon me
Have we not failed to create miracles?
We could only watch from the sky.
The boy was very poor, so he could not go to the hospital
The girl worked in the factory to pay for treatment
Black smoke continues to drift up high
'Till it reaches the skies where we were
Ah......
—FIN—
「The labouring of humans is endless, they even work late into the night」
◆Original Motif:Ogawa Mimei「aru yoru no hoshi-tachi no hanashi (The conversations of stars one night)」。