Springlight's green. When seeking for the spring,
We meet a twin shade of the greenish thing.
Springlight's a golden chain and lace,
Which gleaming bright in the sunlight's embrace.
Springlight's a jade-green skirt of marquise,
Which swaying gently in the southern breeze.
Springlight shimmers across the field,
A rosy haze is the first love's yield.
Springlight's a seagull's wingbeat, glidin'
O'er the lake, longing for season.
Springlight's a festival that embroidering flowers
On the mounts and fields by festive showers.
Springlight's the ripples of glittering silver,
Which dancing atop the hometown river.
Springlight's a Shangri-La filled with fado,
Which departing for finding fragrant El-Dorado.
Chorus
The colors of spring are ever-changing,
The frozen land, that is melting,
Is a mother's vast and boundless heart,
Is a mother's vast and boundless heart.
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