In the arms of affectionate April

Mother Earth has woken up:

Irresistibly, smartly, boldly

Green, bloomed…

- Winter is gone! - nature sings

Under the trills of joyful birds , -

In this dawn season of the year

Jubilation has no boundaries.

Spring playfully tries on

From palm seals outfit,

In order not to hide the coquetry, the

Easter rite is performed.

On the Bright Sunday holiday

She's particularly good:

And inspiration pours into the heart

And the soul is filled with the sun.

And the sky gives us gifts,

Lighting up the masks of faces with happiness.

And the colors of life are bright again,

Match the colored eggs.

A wonderful day, its Great

People have long called,

Treats are prepared for the table,

Yes, Easter cakes are baked…

And the taste, magical without a doubt, of

Sun-like cakes

Strengthen the powder, honey, jam,

And juice with nectar "For friends".

Now hold on, coronavirus -

We are stronger with vitamins!

Mutate or not mutate,

You will be defeated like Koshchei.

Quickly, villain, capitulate,

After all, in our "Fruit Box"

There is something that the whole world needs,

What's in the needle at the end.

To have a fabulous duck for Easter,

Yes the glitter of the magic egg,

The wonderful table was embellished

As a sign of the end of the epidemic.