Springtime
Genial sunshine, fresh air
I will walk slowly
What a long time it is
since ever relaxed
Smelling lady at lilacs
Scents of the first romance
There was a spring season
like today
Frenzy ripples gather around, though
sweet acacia runs the green
from the hillside to my bosom
Sort of a truelove
A melody of dream out of a radio
softly closes my eyes
Oh my blessing at no cost
It's springtime
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