When Nature dresses itself in perfect beauty then it's Spring,
Here people's hearts hear a new ring;
Under the canopy of trees with dark leaves,
A sigh of relief a lover heaves;
This yields a lover's heart's sand-dunes,
Cuckoos sing sweetly in multi-tunes;
Timorous lambs skip with joy,
It's definitely a time to enjoy;
Nature expresses its raptures,
Our hearts it definitely captures!
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