Among the first happy flowers

of Spring, these are the hours

I want to feel, I want to know

I want to love, I want to grow

in all the root was meant to be

planted in a land of the free.

Gone is the frozen silence

that never would convince,

I need to love, I need to know

I need to shout, I need to show

the purple passion, yellow win

of a new season deep within.