My life is a windstorm, unleashed and unbounded, br It sweeps like a falcon expanses of field! br My life with the echoes of spring is resounding, br My life is a mad dream I'm destined to yield. br br And yet I love life, full of vigour and fire, br As much as a wild meadow flower loves spring. br I love joy of life with a burning desire br And like only youth can to joy blindly cling. br br O earth, my beloved and bountiful mother! br You dress up in flowers, at times in blood too. br Who'd change your sweet charms for the Garden of Eden? br I dread to imagine my life without you! br br I love you, big world, ever bustling, beguiling! br You'll tear me, perhaps, like a beast of the wilds. br I'll die all the same at the sun broadly smiling, br And sunbeams will shine in my eyes.