Spring

The cloud, with colours rich and brightpaints towers in the skies-
It brought the violins, zitherns, flutes,tambors that give delight...
While jar on jar rain-sprite at nightpours into Padam lake...

Season's orchestra's in full swing,fresh showers ease the mind;
On mountain-side so green with grass;
cattle abundance find;
Gay herdsmen's wives about their necksof blossoms garlands wind;-
Cucumbers, mushrooms, vegetablesfood of every kind;
Lord! days of dearth let lie behind,ne'er let them reach the earth.-