Lo, winter’s night is already fleeing,
Spring has awoken in the grove,
In the sprouting foliage,
The turtledove is nesting.
Darling, come along into the scented greenery
Where the secret violets bloom,
Where in the lovely spring night
The bliss of love laughs.

See how the silvery moonlight
Quietly converses with the whispering leaves,
How it weaves the radiance of paradise
Around your face.
Darling, come along into the scented greenery
Where the secret violets bloom,
Where in the lovely spring night
The bliss of love laughs.

Sing me the familiar songs,
Echo shall repeat them quietly,
And as if down from the heavens
Sounds the music of the spheres.
Darling, come along into the scented greenery
Where the secret violets bloom,
Where in the lovely spring night
The bliss of love laughs.