Green greens now are greening,
Sun is shining bright.
A swallow in the time of spring
Flies to our site.
She makes sun more bright now,
Nicer is the spring.
Twitter, bird, from your flight
Your light welcome, greeting.
I shall give you seeds then:
Would you sing a song,
Which from other places
To this land you brought?
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