Up the slopes of mountain, Like a gushy fountain, Sways the zephyr of our love, And it goes all above. The shades of greenery And the enchanting, sublime scenery; For our love, they give testimony Celebrating it like a grand ceremony. The birds whistling all around, Of our compassion they make the sound; Everything seems so incredible, The grazing cattles mumble. Soon the clouds gather everywhere, Silence is what filled the air; Up your soul went, leaving me teary eyed, To you I will come soon, thy bride.....— % & / Idyll // Up the slopes of mountain Like a gushy fountain Sways the zephyr of our love And it goes all above The shades of greenery And the enchanting, sublime scenery