
The white clouds on the blue sky
Marks a day of bright
Which makes us fly
High up in the sky
Like a sweet white bird of dove
Which is a messenger of love
And brings peace inside our might
Within our first sight.
The dove floats in the air
To the freezing poles,
Covered with thick blankets
Of white snow.
To spread the words of peace
At every corners of earth.
Splashing came the water falls
From the mountain top, far away
That drenched the whole out
With the white foam of water.
Moreover a cotton piece
Used to heel a wound
Is often white!
These may be because
The color of white
Has a divine charm
That can refresh the earth
And provide a divine touch
Of purity .
Marks a day of bright
Which makes us fly
High up in the sky
Like a sweet white bird of dove
Which is a messenger of love
And brings peace inside our might
Within our first sight.
The dove floats in the air
To the freezing poles,
Covered with thick blankets
Of white snow.
To spread the words of peace
At every corners of earth.
Splashing came the water falls
From the mountain top, far away
That drenched the whole out
With the white foam of water.
Moreover a cotton piece
Used to heel a wound
Is often white!
These may be because
The color of white
Has a divine charm
That can refresh the earth
And provide a divine touch
Of purity .
