Outward smells of lilac,
outward is blue sky.
Friend, did you hear the birds?
From the outside it is spring! Hello!
Even through the petrol vapors
through a layer of steel bevy
it comes. Open the doors
and cheerful meet the spring.
It comes with the rivers, which
take the silver snow,
it comes with cannonade battle,
broke the misty space.
It ask: "Do you stay of your post?
Do not dropped already your head?"
And then it catch you and bring you
on its bright wings.
In your eyes flare fires,
your blood sound impish.
In front of you the world dissolves itself,
sunny days dissolves itself.
You have a lover? - Love her!
You believe in the life - OK!
Give me your steel hand - 
outside is spring! Hello!

BY GEORGE COȘBUC
From sunny countries and skies blue
From which last automn-tide you flew,
Return, dear birds, where you belong,
Most welcome, you!
The woods, bereft of leaf and song,
Weep for they have missed you too long.

In the eternal dome of azure
Did you not dream with longside pleasure
Of what you left? Did you not sigh
For dear Home's leisure?
Or cry when seeing in the sky
The clouds that northwardly did hie?

You sang to Nature paeans fraught
With holiness, strangers you taught
Our soulful doinas when, at times,
Of us you thought.
But did you tell them that their rhymes
Excle all those of other climes?

Now you come home - and you will see,
Again, the wood, the field, the lea,
Your nests in groves, so warm and deep;
'Tis summer, verily.
I feel I have a mind to leap,
To laugh for joy, for joy to weep!

You come accompanied by flowers,
By gentle winds and sun-warmed showers,
And nights so rife with honey-dew,
And cheerful hours.
You thus take everything with you,
And bring back everything anew.

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