Spring

Everything has blossomed in

these fields, apple trees,

faltering blue, yellow weeds,

and live among the green grass poppies.

The unquenchable sky, fresh air

daily, tacit glare,

gift of a long spring.

Only no spring in my room.

Diseases, insane kisses,

ivy church as they stuck

the black windows of my life

and only love is not enough, nor the wild

and extensive scent of spring.

And why are you in this now

light rampant, development

Evidence floral, green edge

green leaves, the presence

from heaven with his glass of freshness?

Outdoor spring, do not torment me,

sparking wine in my arms and snow,

broken bouquet corolla and sorrows,

Dame today's dream leaves

night, the night that they are

dead, metals, roots,

and many extinct springs

each spring awakening.