On the morning suddenly, Peeked Spring
Giving, trills of birds and drops.
Outside the window, as before, February,
But it's March and April that's crowding him:
& quot; Isn't it time for you to go on vacation, Brother?
In a year, you'll be back again.
Don't forget to take it with you before you leave,
All human misery to take away!"
To the beloved shining eyes,
Reflected by the diamond drops.
To her Happiness, came always,
Life was without hardships and losses.
Let the spring winds blow, from me, send greetings.
Let the lashes caress the rays.
The most gentle sunlight!)