The First of May,The First of May,The whole town's marching on this day –Little red flags everywhereWaving brightly through the air.Girls and boys,In convoys,Through the streets sing of their joys.Wheat field, wheat field, within hours,You are going to unfoldThrough your vast expanse of goldSmallRed flagsOf poppy flowers.
from Rainbow, Tineretului, 1962
by Nina Cassian (b. 1924)
