i wandered lonely as a cloud

I see the spring coming to me
with its joy and brightness
I walk along the bank of the river
feeling the wind touches my shoulder
the green covers the field of heart
like a carpet here and there
the clouds are flying up and up
the sky lowers its edge on the far
how quiet the world is that i hear
everything that i see is so clear
there is a man standing here
with his passions never dissappear
never stop i will go ...