Spring, season of flowers and joy,
feelings and happiness,
and a huge desire of love.
First days of spring are past,
but nobody wants that spring finishes soon, just now.
Children play in the streets,
parks retake the atmosphere of spring...
It is evident in the air...
But in my heart there is a problem...
spring, spring... do not go of my life ..
Without you I am nothing ...
spring, season of flowers and joy.
Written by Ainhoa and Virginia
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