O on the blue horizon
Today the fire of flowers flares!
O the flame of the
Scent of spring rises!
O the sky is is flaring
The sun rays are bound!
O do I understand
Asked for itself
It did
To the Earth!
Thus rose
As the blossom
In the field of mustard!
O in the blue horizons
My streak of sorrow
Shows itself
O the words of heart
Of long times
Arise!
O comes the wind
That gets lost
O the wind of which phaguna?
O I understand
It asks for itself
From that phaguna!
Thus rises as a wave
In the fields of mustard
O on the blue horizons!