… So many delicious smells, rain, grass
Rain washed branches, took off their dirt.
Clouds are white in blue sky.
The weeping willow’s leaves hang low.
The tulip’s perfume, the wind’s howl;
Bluejay happily sings in my ear!
Slowly, slowly, spring is arriving!
Oh, lucky you, welcoming the green!
… Oh, lucky you, the field!
Oh, lucky you, the seeds of grass!
Oh, lucky you, the buds with bloom!
Oh, lucky you, the baby tulips!
Oh, lucky you, the tall glass of wine!
Oh, lucky you, sun’s kisses on my lips!
…Oh, my heart, what life cost?
You don’t wear colorful dress anymore!
You don’t drink red wine I pour;
Sweet or green food are not on your table!
Now your wine glass looks pale!
Your green food is lost!
… How sad that you don’t dance with breeze.
We don’t get drunk with sun!
We don’t make love with spring!
We don’t break the glass of sorrow!
The colorful bird is now a crow.
With a blow, come the enticing perfumes!! …