I love the blosomed flowers of morning;
And love murmuring sound of the rivers.
I love the chirping of birds;
And love fluting of the village pipers.
I love the dew drops of morning;
And love the king of season,Spring.
I love the shining stars of moonlit night;
And love to move alone on the street.
I love the shower of rain on the desert;
And love the water-fall of the mountains.
I love to dream of my dreamgirl;
And love to paint her in the depth of my heart.