She’s come already, switchin’ on the Sun, - The shinin’ lady did it not for fun: The ground in winter had been frozen through, But sunny beams must warm lands up – it’s true…
Her lips are moisten by the warm blind rain, In hands she’s holdin’ hives and sproutin’ grains;
Her smilin’ eyes are perfect, rather young, So meltin’ ice doesn’t do her any harm!..
Since the moment she’s put on green dress, Is growin’ up a new great storm of sense, As well as burnin’ heart and whirlin’ head - The Spring makes start with clear display of that!..
Fine lady Spring will never let us down, ‘Cause crazy wind can’t blow away her crown; She makes us happy like a funny child, Like a cheerful baby with no drop of mind!..
She’s come already, switchin’ on the Sun, And dancin’ reggae (if her work “well done”) On magic islands of the rare white clouds; No time for cryin’ - let’s amuse right now! |
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