Equinox turns the winter tide,
Blossoms wake on this March night,
Balance sings in spring's delight.
Equinox turns the winter tide,
Blossoms wake on this March night,
Balance sings in spring's delight.
The sun leaps high, a golden cheer,
Laughter dances in the air so clear.
Blossoms twirl, the world’s alight,
My heart sings out in pure delight.
The sun leaps high, a golden cheer,
Laughter dances in the air so clear.
Blossoms twirl, the world’s alight,
My heart sings out in pure delight.