Springtime

The road reaches the limits of the town
Children run around and play.
The cattle's coming back in the stables
while the murmur of the river resonates in me.

The town explodes in hundreds of colors
the children run, the children run

The women laugh and whisper each other
the fires burn, the fires burn

The elder watch remembering old times
with silent stares, with silent stares

The shadow of the trees are extending
and sing the birds, and sing the birds

The river rushes under the bridges
the water speaks, the water speaks

The wind is rocking the barley in the sown fields
and move the leaves, and move the leaves

This is the sound of springtime
This is the sound that I love

The music fills the streets in the evening
and red wine flows, and red wine flows

It's a clockwork all pieces are fitting
the sounds are mixed, the sounds are mixed

The dance starts, spinning of bodies
in unity, in unity


This is the sound of springtime
This is the sound that I love
This is the sound of springtime
This is the sound that I love

The town explodes in hundreds of colors
the children run, the children run

The river rushes under the bridges
the water speaks, the water speaks

The dance starts, spinning of bodies
in unity ,in unity

This is the sound of springtime
This is the sound that I love
This is the sound of springtime
This is the sound that I love

Published on  February 28th, 2019