4 July 2012
Flowers bloom and birds sing, The start of a spring day, Daffodils wave in the wind, This is the spring way,
Everyone comes to celebrate, Dancing round and round, Thats until it gets late, Then no one makes a sound,
Then they go home and sip a cup of wine, Thinking about their glorious time, Then they all go to bed, And dream about it instead.
Spring Day • Opuss № I