The lily rings in the valley

The lily rings in the valley

It sings so bright and delicate;

Come now to the ring,

You dear little flowers!

The little flowers, blue, yellow and white,

They all gather round,

Forget-me-nots and speedwells

And violets join in.

In a trice, the lily begins to play

And they all dance;

The moon looks on happily,

Enjoying it all.

Jack frost is very annoyed,

He arrives in the valley;

The lily plays no longer,

The little flowers are gone.

But scarcely has the frost left the valley

The lily quickly calls

The flowers back to the spring festival,

Ringing twice as brightly.

Now I can't stay at home either;

The lily-of-the-valley calls me;

The flowers are going to the dance

And I go too!