On This Day of Spring Original By Rabindranath Tagore

So many flowers bloom On this day of Spring So many flutes are played So many birds sing On this day of Spring On this day of Spring My friend’s heart is as soft As a little flower Whose negligence makes it So terribly suffer Why do you come to her And try to make her laugh The one who used to come Now doesn’t care enough So many flowers bloom On this day of Spring So many flutes are played So many birds sing On this day of Spring On this day of Spring God please keep the happy People always happy And let the Spring season Of joy pass by smoothly God don’t let the happy People see her in tears Since they overlook her And want to live in cheers So many flowers bloom On this day of Spring So many flutes are played So many birds sing On this day of Spring On this day of Spring