Titter tatter, the advent of spring

Saturated in every heart of poets

Like the song of a wandering lassie

 

The narrow passage

Filled in springing scents along with its big steps,

is held up and retreated in brief

By the sudden cold snap

 

The echoes of spring set in motion

That breaks the cycle of the nature up;

The mountains, streams, fields and valleys

Nothing can stop the cry of thawing

 

Ever and anon the wild blossom ripen into blazing colours

Blending with the ode to joy,

is nested in our individual heart

 

In the field of vision that is glittered

The dawn of a new year

Welcomes a new day in full of hope