On beautiful spring

🌹🌹On beautiful spring 🌹🌹 The snow will melt again, my friend, The dazzling white peaks, With the white snowy scarf, Just a bride sleeping in white dress, Will awake again in the morning spring. Snow will lull in the lush clean brooks, The gushing streams will sing a melody. The mouse will jump out from the burrow, To bask in the sun besides a haystake. Trees and bushes will shed the autumn, To give a new life everything around. Wow! The first morning sun of the spring, When the plough man with his oxen, Leaves for the fields to till it again, Ah! The first smell! The devine peace, That intermingles mind with the soul. The cukoo's songs, the swallow's nest, The clear sky, the babbling brooks, The green carpet of the mother earth, the blooming of the flowering spring, When chinar twigs kiss its streams, Oh! Spring you are beautiful, Ah! beautiful! ......... By AFTAB TARIQ......