Translation : Spring
Here the long days, light, love, madness !
Here comes spring! March, April with a sweet smile,
Flowery May, scorching June, all the beautiful months friends!
The poplars, at the edge of sleeping rivers,
Bend softly like great palms;
The bird quivers in the depths of the warm and calm woods;
It seems that everything is laughing, and the green trees
Are happy to be together and say verses to each other.
The day is born crowned with a fresh and tender dawn;
The evening is full of love; at night, we think we hear,
Through the immense shadow and under the blessed sky,
Something happy to sing into infinity.
Victor Hugo
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