I'd like to relax
On some unspoilt, far away
Beach, now that my work
Is done for the time being.
My mind is now filled
With blue, gold and green dreaming.
Summer is coming
The light is getting brighter.
Winter was prolonged,
But warm life flows through flowers.
The blood of nature
Is brimming in trees and skies
And seas. O what joys!
Oceanic feelings abound!
I'd like to relax
On some rich, bucolic beach.
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