� �Drip drop flows, the spring waterfall Clear as a mirror, fresh and cold� �Just like a breeze blows, clouds will come and go� �Washing off, sins and sorrows� �That winter fog� �Sinking in the night� �For a bird of paradise� �Soon, nothing may find cool� �To dip in, turn yellow� �Nature's coming alive once again� �Filled with colours, blending together� �The ground prepares a flowerbed� �For the awakening of the sun� �Dwell my friend� �Praise the advent of spring� �In our forest� �What was left for dead� �Is now reborn� �Blooming together� �From the soil� �Like a shower of youth� �Falling from the trees� �Rushing down� �Spreading the peace� �Of early spring� �It never dies� �For a bird of paradise� �Soon, nothing may find cool� �To dip in, turn yellow� �Sinking in the night� �For a bird of paradise� �Soon, nothing may find cool� �To dip in, turn yellow� �For a bird of paradise� �For a bird of paradise� �Paradise�