In bright orange blossom, dreamy afternoon meadow,
Stillness reigns as though time had nowhere to go.
And frolicking in summer, goes my puss in blooms,
Like children rollicking, with colorful balloons!

Soon scarlet butterfly visits the tip of his nose,
As starlight glitters, not caring whither it goes.
Running and bounding, like freedom's final chance,
Revelling in green days, before the years advance.