The heat of spring (by Oriza Martins)

The heat of spring

Bloom the flambeaus,
Coloring the mornings,
Announcing a new age.
Spreads out beautifully
The noble mother nature:
It is the heat of spring!

Dating, the birds
Rebuild their nests,
They love themselves flying over the skies.
They are a beautiful example,
Beautifying the infinite
The offspring multiplied.

With such sky I fulfill myself
And I feel in heat
As the grass in splendor.
Following my road
I seek in a stop,
Someone to be my love!

© Oriza Martins
Trad.Daiane da Silva