From all corners of the land
The welcome-birds sing
Crying the arrival
Of our lissome Lady Spring

With soft stealthy steps
Her feet 's on the land
The earth adorns up
With pleasant green sand

The Tree women await,
With their little floral girls
To impress lady Spring
Decked up in golden pearls

Grandpa Sky sees the stars
Counting down the time
For his little child Spring
To gift him clouds sublime

The Sun drapes up,
In nice gleaming light
To woo his dear Spring,
He waits day and night

Nature realm flows with joy!
For Their Lady Spring has come
At last they get a blissful glimpse
Of their lissome Lady Lovesome!
Please ignore the grammatical and spelling errors.