Summer Flows This Way

White and black clouds on blue sky And to be the rain around, Flowers flowering greenish yellow and red color The nature is beautiful, and everything of nature. River flow from Bhutan hills in our village Birds sing sweetly and dancing on trees, Farmers go to harvest, in the land of agriculture Go to the womens to give rice. Servants and farmers make the border Womens caught fish by jekhai on the river, The cricket sing afternoon and evening Halzangkhra would be in the land of agriculture. The girls go to take bath on river To take a smiling on thier lips, Go to pluck vegetables at the banks of river The proggies provoke to them. See the himalaya mountain by stretching legs Fishes are happiness and flock of the heron, The world in youth in this season Beautiful and be the form of dark green.