Beautiful light,
That shines in the sky comes to make love to me,
Comes to kiss me.
Softly all creation returns. (starts again)
Spring is the season
Where greenery dances,
Sweet looks
And great romances
And in the belly
Conception of the child.
Young girls,
Beautiful women, flowers that open,
Hearts that close,
It is not the worth trying to tie them up
It comes and goes.
Beautiful, beautiful
So beautiful young girl,
Leaving for her first ball.
Break all the hearts
Of her young admirers,
Leaving alone
At her whim.
The seasons,
They followed each other in perfect rehearsal,
Similar dances , different dances.
summer to winter, spring to autumn.
But it is winter,
The hardest one costs the most,
/>When we need the one we love
When the one we love moves away