The wind spread its cold wings across the land,
Leaving the scent of happiness behind the nature's hands.
Which make trees whistle when it by-pass them.
And the air full of summer melody.

The nature erect its ears to listen to the melody,
And its beauty will be seen upon the craft of mighty
Creator of them all, man will express his own feeling through showing off
And birds will fly high in sky singing summer melody.

Grasses looks green, trees flowered,
Birds migrated, butterflies appeared,
Every living thing start preparing,
Because they don't want to miss a summer melody.