April

Already, pleasant days - the dust,

A sky of azure and light,

Flaming walls, long evenings; -

And nothing green: - Barely

a reddish reflection still decorates

The big trees with the black branches!

This beautiful weather oppresses and annoys me.

It's only after days of rain

That the greening and pink Spring can emerge, in a picture,

Like a newly born nymph,

Who comes out of the water smiling.