Even after all the trials

Those small wounds their hearts sparkled brightly,

He kept quiet, to himself for all that time,

She was very happy about it,

Because those tender times flew quietly; time flew so fast that

She didn't even notice her spring was there.

How high could he fly till he sees her no more?

His love, that spring, it kept on lusting,

Searching and hoping after their promised time has expired,

Looking for a window to make love fall on their hearts again,

Still waiting for that day,

When spring transfer into light that guides lovers back,

To the legendary spring which used to be,

They will grasp it tenderly then, and

Lock it in between their racing heartbeats,

They will not let go,

Never let go.

Winter days were long,

Those days were when they longed so much,

Now are the days where hilarity abandons their time,

As they are holding each other tightly,

Replacing each other's shadows along the way of eternity,

Spraying roses and scent,

Walking through the road of their new spring.