I feel that something happened with my head, -
It's a presentiment of spring' renewal.
I drink capricious rains without dread
And eat the round sun with my approval.
But suddenly the wind began to shout
And rushed at me with thoughts to catch and strangle.
D'you wanna I will throw my collar out
And breathe of your and sky and sun triangle?
So I will run ahead with raising hand
And shout so loudly for nature's trial:
"Oh, god, how are you beautiful, my land,
And you, presentiment of spring revival!"