April (Nisan - نيسان - ابريل)
April is not the cruelest Of all months, but It's the prettiest of all Months anywhere and everywhere, In it, It rains greatly and wonderfully To makes our souls happy and pretty, There might be some winds Here and there, but It's still a pretty month, In it, People go outside to open nature To test Spring's beauty, Light breeze prevails everywhere And sunny days, Ice-cream vendors start their Season anywhere, All pretty daffodils and all Pretty lilacs are anywhere, The pretty creeks and all pretty Rivers running in pretty zigzags, People pick flowers and roses To their loved ones, Poets recite poems about Spring And its pretty and colorful nature, All pretty birds sing and chat Around the pretty places, Wreathes of flowers and bouquets of Roses are packed by the pretty girls, Love's song is sung by the pretty Bands of well-known singers, All skies are pretty and all stars Are brilliant and wonderful, Everyone and everything are over there To celebrate the pretty coming of April.
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