Down the Niemans ice will flow.
Buds will burst in glee.
Wait for me, as long ago,
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Despoiled and blood-drenched by the foe
You rise before my eyes.
Many a hundred miles I'll go
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Spring summons the earth to a wedding
(But who will wed me?).
I hurry, on thin ice treading,
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Sweet spring!
The lilac soon will burst in bloom.
The stream again strikes up a tune.
The southern breeze is flying high -
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Toasting the sun,
See spring twirl
Flower-cups in the air.
Would I could wipe from your brow,-
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You'll ride up, spring, one year,
Your bounty giving,
To find that I'm not here
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My life is a windstorm, unleashed and unbounded,
It sweeps like a falcon expanses of field!
My life with the echoes of spring is resounding,
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Let prophets curse, this world despising,
Until their bloodless lips turn blue!
My friendship – like the sun arising,
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Our winters are hoary,
White on white wherever you look.
Long tales they tell us toddlers,
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When after nights of frost the lilacs bloom
The nightingale can't help but burst out singing...
Though all around us smoking ruins loom
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