Winter is leaving rather fast,
with Spring right on his heels at last;
the icy cold, her dreadful bite,
is thawed away by Sun's sweet light...

Life returns, imperious,
spreading joy, delirious,
both flower small and big old tree
are budding leaves, exhale with glee...

The joy of Life is magic pure,
to explain I'll use for sure
the best of arts our species found:
Music - Love's angelic sound...

Just imagine... you were sad,
your day one of the worst you've had;
suddenly, from God know's where
there was "Soar!" out in the air!..

Xtina's songs can work this spell
and scoop your butt straight out of Hell;
like Spring will come to save Life's core
for all tomorrows... evermore...