Testo The Flowering

Don’t count your blossoms before the spring
Though the heavy-hanging buds may ring
So full of life, that you hear them sing
Through the tender green wrapping!

Its silken fur glimmers in the moon
Its vermilion heart quivers in its womb
How beautiful it will be in full bloom Soon, you think, soon

Though stars may crowd the darkness of the sky
They never touch the loneliness of night
The forests long for openness and light
Extending towards blue, so pure and bright
Made new by the thrill of birds in flight

I’ll look no farther than the things I see
I’ll savor the significance of lеaves
I’ll float my body languid in the breeze
And lеt the moments run through me
To blossom only as they please

I’ll let the moments run through me To blossom only as they please