The longing for the lush of green

in spring, the coloured variation,

the velvet and the silk sensation

in gardens filled with our dream.

It makes me both, sad and blessed,

to see the growing everywhere,

to see the blossoms here and there

and hear the birds rejoice in every nest.

It is the start of our wheeling year

it keeps on going in its own control

and yet my heart is filled with joy.

I feel my bouncing heart annoy

and deep inside I guess I know it all.

I'm sure I get along without a sign of fear.