The spring pushes me out,
flowing on new flowered meadows,
go light foot out of the house, let
happiness in my soul. An endless sea of flowers
in my eyes, let me in dreams
float
a butterfly leaves me in happiness, in a thousand colors
me . Collect
He flies delicately floating before me,
I follow him with quiet steps,
a brief moment, no more,
so my heart full of delight.
The air is gentle and mild,
a soft, delicate scent of it is,
a wonderful picture,
it flatters my mind.
Oh, wonderful fairyland,
it shows in the spring, it
of the human heart is easily
the breaking load of the dark days.
The sun tickles my nose, the eyes blink out
bright light,
it adorns the signs of spring my vase
and cheered me to mind.
(em11/10)
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