Thunderstorms, with wild elation,
Quicken juices, speed up growth.
On this first day of creation
Sunlight floods the pregnant earth.
Forest issue fragrance heady,
Grasses' smell is spicy sweet,
Lakes and fjords that sparkle in the
meadow with spring waters are
replete.
Overnight the tree buds sprouted
As glad news the village reached;
Spring is coming the Winter is
over.
Greet the Day of Victory !
for Spring.
Full of song and jubilation,
Sowers went into the fields.
Flowers is coming,
Earth's womb open up for
Us !
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