歌词：
How fortunate to still be able to stroll with the light and the wind
Along the paths where birds and raindrops have played,
Passing like a butterfly among flowers.
Flowers, so many flowers,
Red, pink, yellow, purple...
In the sky and on the ground, in places where they can be touched with my face.
They can be smelled, they can be savored,
Through each nerve and each vein of mine,
Reaching deep into my heart, the place where honey is made.
Spring is always so generous,
Always bringing out the gentlest, the most beautiful, the most touching things
To welcome us.
Even so, it's not easy to walk out of the coldness and loneliness,
In a moment, many sorrowful tunes are still haunting around.
If Spring allows,
How I wish I could ask for a few more wishes.
But upon careful thought, they are still nothing but:
Wishing for people to have long lives,
Wishing for peace in the world,
Wishing for never forgetting each other always!
