Proljeće
Spring
Okopnio snijeg,proljeće je stiglo.Sluti se toplina sunca.Trava polako rosu pije,djetlić već drvo kljuca.
The snow has thawed away,and spring is here at last.You feel the warmth of the sun.The grass drinks slowly of the dew,the woodpecker's tapping has begun.
Na grani hrasta ispod lišćaSkrivena čuči ševa:djetliću malom,dok drvo kljuca,ljubavnu pjesmu pjeva.
On an oak branch, beneath the leaves,a lark sits crouching, out of view:to the small woodpecker,as he taps the tree,she sings a love song, sweet and true.
Mušice lete i pčele zuje,posvuda miriše cvijet.Da ptićima svojimhranu nađu,krenule laste na let.
Gnats are flying, bees are buzzing,sweet scent of flowers everywhere.To find the foodtheir nestlings need,the swallows soar into the air.
Brižljiva majka roda leti,malima nosi hranu,a vrabac živka,po krovu skače,veseli se novom danu.
The caring mother stork is flying,bringing food to feed her brood,and the sparrow chirps,hopping on the roof,and greets the day in merry mood.
Cvrčak svoju pjesmu svirau travi negdje skriven.Žaba krekeće,u nebo gleda:obzor suncem obliven.
In the grass the cricket playshis song, hidden out of sight.The frog is croaking,gazing at the sky:the horizon bathed in light.
Zatim u žaru zapadu idejoš jedan proljetni dan.Zvijezde na nebuveć se pale,slatki nam donose san.
Then off into the glowing westgoes one more day of spring.The stars up in the skyare lighting up,and sweet sleep to us they bring.