The heavenly maidens fly from the Heavens,
Their robes of azure mist swaying as they dance through the clouds,
With crimson sleeves and a fragrance of purity, they move with grace,
Their rainbow-colored garments fluttering like silk, creating a vibrant bridge in the sky.
They seek spring, walking along the song-filled ridge,
Their light songs and graceful dances treading on the shadows of flowers,
The flower-lined paths are fragrant with blossoms in full bloom,
Their delicate scents spread, filling the air with clarity and purity.
