Spring

Pleasantly days rays
jumping down the fleecy clouds.
Mother Earth it was exalted,
not under the snow.
Maltese long
no longer be. waving
skirts, snow on the
melt. swings his loins,
provides a flow streams.


Either here in the spring to come get
pussy willow secretly arm
out to take a peek?
The time has probably
already I'm doing
siblings with a willow rod
come into bloom.

Dirty snow layer
break out into tears right;
thermal power pintaani not
digest. Have already spring,
dancing here in the winds,
as well as the sun.
Visible under the snow 
for some peek,
grass, and moss,
mischievously in the sky
laugh at the sun.