... While there is spring, this spring naturally pay attention to the whispers of new birds, which give kisses to the air blue. Let us listen to those voices who walk in the trees, walk on these roads that still retain their old feelings: slowly being woven manacá the purple and white, and euforbia is becoming purple in each red crown that unfolds. The cocoons of white flowers are still being wrapped around the fragrant. And wild flowers agree with their multicolored calico clothes.
All this for one shining moment, only to be thrown to the wind - out of loyalty to the dark seed, it comes in the rotation of eternity. We welcome spring, the owner's life - and ephemeral.
SPRING - Cecilia Meireles
Na Amazônia, do século XIX, devido à cobiça pela borracha, Wawatu, cunhatã do clã Aruak, tem sua aldeia dizimada por brancos. Apesar de ser forçada a viajar para um local desconhecido, casar-se com guerreiro de origem Karib e sofrer com as diferenças de costumes de seus familiares, ela se apaixona.