Food that can't be sold off

The grain that can't be sold off thinks it desecrates

It does not consider the farmer to be

It stands in front of the grain store

Bag by bag, it stands upright

As if to demonstrate to those who are in charge of the granary

It is not cunning, it is not cruel and it has no other intention

It is just following the thoughts of the people who nourish it

It wants to think that farmers have worked hard for a year

It doesn't earn enough money to buy a pound of salt

It should at least exchange a pound of salt for the farmers

But this wish was not fulfilled

The farmer's life has no salt and no taste.

Only a few lines of mountain songs to eat

The grain that could not be sold reluctantly

Go back to the farmer's already full grain hoard

Waiting for the next year, the door of the grain store

Once again open