I feel my soul as [if it were] a flute bud
That used to play a wind whistling song
For long past days,
For dark unpleasant nights.
I started up (walking) early in the morning*
To sing a song about the sun
For days that are coming,
For nights of jasmin fragrance.
The vibes of the waters
And the sound of the woods
Meet within it**
And warm up my soul.
Hey, hey, the grass is so green,
The sun is up in the sky,
Hey, hey, winter is long gone,
With its iron teeth.
Hey, hey, the grass is so green,
The sun is up in the sky,
Hey, hey, winter is long gone,
With its iron teeth.
Hey, hey, the grass is so green,
The sun is up in the sky,
Hey, hey, winter is long gone,
With its iron teeth.
Hey, hey, the grass is so green,
The sun is up in the sky,
Hey, hey, winter is long gone,
With its iron teeth.
Hey, hey, the grass is so green,
The sun is up in the sky,
Hey, hey, winter is long gone,
With its iron teeth.
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