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The Spring is in her dressing room; she’s still getting prepared; picking the dress of grass and blooms that she is going to wear. Fixing her hair and make-up;
When March makes up her mind to burst into the spring; bright blooms, from seeds, unwind and all the birds unfold their wings to embrace the broad blue skies and the sun that seems so shy
Oh, march; why are you so coy? Why not open yourself to joy? The passion of green fire blazing. The Springtime can be so amazing. Oh, march; why are you so shy?
Mr Robins always brightly dressed; a red waistcoat wrapped round his portly breast and, over that, a long tail coat of brown; his tails forever flapping up and down.