IT´S EASY

It´s easy to know
when the  flower dies
because the star doesn't
light up in the night.

It´s easy to know
when the  love dies
because the sun
doesn't shine 
in the sky.

It´s easy to know
when the  hope arrives
because now you're here
spilling love.

It´s easy to know
when the  flower wake up,
because the spring
makes me sense,
and thousands of birds
are singing
in my heart again.