My soul sings a spring song …
The lowest notes can touch the ground,
The highest ones are in the clouds.
The nature’s playing the instruments:
The snowdrops – an elegant piano,
The first sunrays – a delicate violin,
People’s smiloes – a shy mandolin …
This concert needs no leader ’cause
It is directed from above.
Therefore, accompanied by all these,
My soul sings a spring song!
Sophie
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