The fragrance of the sweet daphne flowers
Intoxicates people on the streets of the town
Morning mist silently awakes
The sunlight pours through timelessly

Ah… The first strong winds of spring

Look up at the magnolia flowers
Scattering like the sea’s white waves
As they leap and break into a myriad of
Colours dancing, spinning
Turning into butterflies

Ah… The first strong winds of spring