kashmir

In the valleys where the rivers flow, Where the mountains touch the sky, Kashmir's summer whispers low, A paradise where dreams lie. Chorus: Golden fields, and saffron bloom, In Kashmir's gentle, warm embrace, Heaven shines in every room, Summer here is nature's grace. Verse 2: Shikara glides on Dal's calm lake, Lotus blooms in soft sunlight, In the meadows, footsteps make, A melody of pure delight. Chorus: Golden fields, and saffron bloom, In Kashmir's gentle, warm embrace, Heaven shines in every room, Summer here is nature's grace. Bridge: Pine trees sway, the breeze is light, Chinar leaves in crimson hues, The scent of roses fills the night, Underneath the sky so blue. Chorus: Golden fields, and saffron bloom, In Kashmir's gentle, warm embrace, Heaven shines in every room, Summer here is nature's grace. Outro: Oh, Kashmir, your summer's glow, Holds the secrets of the land, In every breeze, in every flow, A touch of heaven, pure and grand.