“我干的是一种可骇的职业。之前还说得畴昔，早上熄灯，早晨点灯，剩下时候，白日我就歇息，夜晚我就睡觉……”
“对。三非常钟。三十天！早晨好。”
“那你真不交运。”小王子说。
小王子没有勇气承认，他之以是在分开这颗星球时感到最不舍，是因为这里每一个被祝贺的日子里，有一千四百四十次日落！
点灯的人说：“号令没有改，悲剧在这里了。这颗行星一年比一年转得更快，而号令却没有改。”
The fifth planet was very strange. It was the smallest of all. There was just enough room on it for a street lamp and a lamplighter. The little prince was not able to reach any explanation of the use of a street lamp and a lamplighter, somewhere in the heavens, on a planet which had no people, and not one house. But he said to himself, nevertheless:"It may well be that this man is absurd. But he is not so absurd as the king, the conceited man, the businessman, and the tippler. For at least his work has some meaning. When he lights his street lamp, it is as if he brought one more star to life, or one flower. When he puts out his lamp, he sends the flower, or the star, to sleep. That is a beautiful occupation. And since it is beautiful, it is truly useful."When he arrived on the planet he respectfully saluted the lamplighter.
小王子接着解释：
因而他又扑灭了路灯。
"Then― the planet now makes a complete turn every minute, and I no longer have a single second for repose. Once every minute I have to light my lamp and put it out!""That is very funny! A day lasts only one minute, here where you live!""It is not funny at all!" said the lamplighter. "While we have been talking together a month has gone by.""A month"