When everything is awakening in spring,
when a myriad of colours are displayed,
when God does to many things, new life bring,
there is a great kindness at the begin
of the season that replaces winter
when blossoms, many plants are flowering,
when everywhere some insects are buzzing
in a quest to propagate their own kind
when many butterflies are fluttering
when birds have very happy songs to sing
during the bright day and in the dark night,
when everything is awakening in spring.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem