March violets

The heavens arch above, pure and blue,

and the frost exhibits its flowers.

The window is sparkling with shimmering flora.

A young man is standing in front, gazing intently.

And behind the flowers there blossoms

a pair of laughing blue eyes.

March violets, [like nothing ever seen before!

The frost will dissolve with one breath!]

Frosted flowers now begin to melt,

and God, be lenient with this young man.