At the threshold of time, spring awakens,
a brush of light that kisses the sleeping earth.
The fields dress in green hope,
and the wind whispers secrets of life.
Rebellious flowers break the cold silence,
roses, daisies, and lilies in chorus,
perfuming the air with sweet fragrance,
while the sun pours gold upon gold.
Awakened rivers sing joyful dances,
silver fish leap in crystalline play.
Birds weave melodies in the branches,
and the sky is painted in eternal blue.
Latent hearts feel the call,
love blooms like tender shoots.
The youth of the world is reborn with every step,
and winter retreats, defeated and serene.
Spring, goddess of vibrant colors,
you bring the promise of brighter days.
In your warm embrace, life expands,
and the human soul finally breathes in peace.
Oh, blessed season, eternal renewer!
May your magic endure in every heartbeat,
reminding us that after the harshest darkness,
the time of the most beautiful rebirth always arrives.
