I waited patiently for spring
To kiss the gentle buds of roses.
I wanted to dispel the grief
And listen to the songbirds’ warbles.
I wished about the lightest breezes,
Which carried vital scent of life,
About refreshing streams of rivers,
About snowdrops and magpies.
But what’s the matter of these feelings
Without death, distress and snow?
My list of pitiful desires
Has faded... it’s completely gone!
You robbed my spring
By stealing winter
I’m happy now
But don’t know why...
Because of you!
You are my summer
Outshined the autumn and the spring!
Your voice’s the song
And while you’re singing I am protected from fatigue!