Cold winter sun,
Shine warmly now,
Melt the sheets of ice,
On our lakes and meadows,
Violent snow storms,
Blow over the Siachen,
Let Green spring come,
Let us play and sing,
Without fear and threat,
Welcome freedom,
Welcome peace
Good morning, good morning.
Mykoul
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