A neonate springtime and neonate Sound,
Birth of humble nascence pipping to resound,
As a breath of fresh air at summer eventide
The spring comes from afar, I hear it hither,

A neonate springtime and neonate sound,
In a manger our redeeming star was lay,
Shut in behind with a wooden gate,
Amid the grimness He stood pale – bright.

A neonate springtime and neonate sound,
The reflection of the father’s thought,
The genuine murmur of the prophets,
At tremble desires, He was born.

A neonate Springtime and neonate sound,
The wise men peeped to behold the baby,
absorbed melancholy in thought
Ever loyal and keen, their footsteps bent.

A neonate springtime and neonate sound,
The incipient affection for the humans,
The open adoption, trembling and willing spring across the world they hear it thither.

A neonate Springtime and neonate sound,
Kiss the son, lest he be angry,
Embrace the son, lest you fall off
Clasp with arms of affection, lest you regret,

Have a Merry Christmas.

©UBOKOBONG MICHAEL