You're the April of this world
I think you are the April of this world
Sure, you are the April of this world
Your laughter has lit up all the wind, so gently
mingling with the spring
You are the clouds in early spring
The dusk wind blows up and down.
And the stars blink now and then,
Fine rain drops down amid the flowers.
So gentle and graceful,
You are crowned with garlands.
So sublime and innocent
You are a full moon over each evening.
The snow melts, with that light yellow,
you look like the first budding green.
You are the soft joy of white lotus
Rising up in your fancy dreamland.
You're the blooming flowers over the trees,
You are a swallow twittering between the beams;
Full of love, full of warm hope
You are the Spring of this world!