<p class="ql-block">I think you are the April of this world,</p><p class="ql-block">Sure, you are the April of this world.</p><p class="ql-block">Your laughter has lit up all the wind,</p><p class="ql-block">So gently mingling with the spring.</p><p class="ql-block">You are the clouds in early spring,</p><p class="ql-block">The dusk wind blows up and down.</p><p class="ql-block">And the stars blink now and then,</p><p class="ql-block">Fine rain drops down amid the flowers.</p><p class="ql-block">So gentle and graceful,</p><p class="ql-block">You are crowned with garlands.</p><p class="ql-block">So sublime and innocent,</p><p class="ql-block">You are a full moon over each evening.</p><p class="ql-block">The snow melts, with that light yellow,</p><p class="ql-block">You look like the first budding green.</p><p class="ql-block">You are the soft joy of white lotus</p><p class="ql-block">Rising up in your fancy dreamland.</p><p class="ql-block">You’re the blooming flowers over the trees</p><p class="ql-block">You’re a swallow twittering between the beams;</p><p class="ql-block">Full of love, full of warm hope,</p><p class="ql-block">You are the spring of this world!</p>