Sweet spring has strewn the sky with a thousand stars
Off will all the blocked gates and icy fences blow
Through the wind swept gaps in fleeting snow bars
A bright blade of soft grass will peep and show

You will awaken in the middle of the night
And my hands will touch the sky
Hailing swans and cranes that are returning home
The wind has turned, the land’s stirred and blown

[Incantation]

Welcome spring this year with open arms
Fast flooding streams means winter’s fall
You will arouse and arise from sleep
Hush, listen and hear your land’s waking call!

You will awaken in the middle of the night
And my hands will touch the sky
Hailing swans and cranes that are returning home
The wind has turned, the land’s stirred and blown