a wind with a golden comb
disentangled the hair of willow
a mirror of the sky
admire for sophisticated beauty
around her dance white daisies
the width begins to live
Pomladna
veter z zlatih glavnikom
razčesava vrbi lase
ogledalo neba
se čudi dovršeni lepoti
okoli plešejo bele marjetice
širina zaživi
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Spring is a symbol of the rebirth of everything. You are (Pomladna) Resurrection of poetry. I am writing in English because I want others to know that I love everything that is hidden in your letters.