Little child, whether you be daughter or son,
Complete your appointed nine months' term,
Then into this world, into the light of day
Come without giving the customary distress
To your humble mother in whom God caused you to be born,
Then with a sweet smile start to get to know her.

After you have made her acquaintance,
Take nourishment and grow little by little,
So that you begin to speak a bit
And to go toddling about all by yourself 
On the flagstones of your fortunate house,
Entertaining your mother and your father.

Who intend to see you there one of these days
With your brother and your sister who await you.
Come see the great circle of the earth and sea
With the sky that curves all around,
Come see, come see the many beautiful adornments 
That each of them has received from nature;

I would tell you about a hundred thousand other things
That are all around on earth, encompassed by the sky,
Beautiful to see and sweet to contemplate,
But I'd be afraid of offending your mother 
And that to see and contemplate them you'd feel 
Such a strong desire that you'd come before term!

Therefore (child) whether you be daughter or son, 
Complete your appointed nine months' term!