THE SONG OF THE SEASONS

If spring is your favorite time of year
You surely have a pure heart
Pure as a violet, smiling so sweetly
And you are a precious friend of mine

If summer is your favorite time of year
You surely have a strong heart
Strong as an ocean-breaker, dashing so forcefully
And you are just like my dear dad

If autumn is your favorite time of year
You surely have a deep heart
Deep as a poet like Heine, singing so passionately
And you are a love poet of mine

If winter is your favorite time of year
You surely have a big heart
Big Mother Earth, thawing the snow so gently
And you are just like my dear mom.