Surface is running off, finding the path.
Streams are lined up to start their music
Trees have wiped off after their bath.
Surface is running off, finding the path.
For the water cycle, vital in many parts,
Snow runoff is ready to give us energy.
Surface is running off, finding the path.
Streams are lined up to start their music.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem