Snow and cold wind of the bitter dark night,
Lift off the wight of your cold ruthless hand;
Spring breeze will chase you and bring flowery fragrances,
Breathing new life to the suffocated hills.
verse 2
Though you most ruthless of winter winds blow,
Doomed in a moment you too shall be calmed;
Spring breeze will chase you and bring flowery fragrances,
Breathing new life to the suffocated hills.
verse 3
Butterfly awake and you meadowlark of spring,
Our land has suffered this nightmare too long;
Spring breeze will chase you and bring flowery fragrances,
Breathing new life to the suffocated hills.