初绿

一点点，
你冒出来了！
眼睛还没有睁开，
心情还在那梦里。
晨间的风，
带着丝丝的寒意，
抚在你的小脸上，
羡慕着你那细肤嫩肌，
鸟儿也来了，
看着你的出现，
在枝头上那么惊喜，
他叫起来，
想让伴侣也来这里。
和她一起来看，
这春的奇迹！
人也来了，
来到你跟前静静站立,
他不等谁，
只是想闻闻你带来的春的气息！

First green

Little by little,

you show up in the branch above a stream,

with eyes still closed,

and thoughts still in your dream.

There comes the morning breeze,

so chilly and careless,

touching your face,

and admiring its tenderness.

There comes a bird,

happy to see you on the branch,

calling out to his partner,

hoping to enjoy the miracle with her on the ranch. 

There comes a guy,

standing there by himself like a gent,

waiting for nobody,

only wanting to smell you the spring scent.