With its snow and thousands of water
banishes winter sun;
happy sighs land and that sigh is April.
April!, The first dawn
am in heaven
April!, The first desire;
April!, The first flower.
The first impetus burning
of life, before calm;
the first cry in the soul;
first sleep in the front.
April is a wonder
flower of eternal youth
April is strength and health;
April know chamomile.
April is
aura that crosses between flowers to choose from;
April is a woman and a woman
Andalusia.
loves, dreams, conceited
sings, buzzes and troubles
April is carnation blossoms, April's mouth
laughing.
April! Who have not stopped
the memory of a love
and leaves of a flower
the most precious book?
Serafin and Joaquin Alvarez Quintero
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