Veris leta
facies The merry face
of spring
mundo propinatur,
turns to the world,
hiemalis acies
sharp winter
victa iam fugatur, now
flees, vanquished;
in vestitu vario
bedecked in various colours
Flora principatur,
Flora reigns,
nemorum dulcisono the
harmony of the woods
que cantu celebratur. praises
her in song. Ah!
Flore fusus gremio
Lying in Flora’s lap
Phebus novo more
Phoebus once more
risum dat, hac vario
smiles, now covered
iam stipate flore. in
many-coloured flowers,
Zephyrus nectareo
Zephyr breathes nectar-
spirans in odore. scented
breezes.
Certatim pro bravio Let
us rush to compete
curramus in amore. for
love’s prize. Ah!
Cytharizat cantico In
harp-like tones sings
dulcis Philomena, the
sweet nightingale,
flore rident vario with
many flowers
prata iam serena, the
joyous meadows are laughing,
salit cetus avium a flock of birds rises up
silve per amena,
through the pleasant forests,
chorus promit virgin the
chorus of maidens
iam gaudia millena. already
promises a thousand joys. Ah!
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