Round in the open air

With thousandfold beauty

spring greets the open fields:

O hear the glad sounds

of rejoicing nature!

The life in the ponds,

the buzz in the air!

And what can compare

to the fragrant spring air?

The verdant greening of the fields,

the exuberance, Oh!,

the foliage of the shadowy forests,

misted with morning dew!

You pure ray of sunlight,

that radiates through forest's greenery,

and lifts the purest peace

to the highest bliss.

When the stars sparkle in

the wide world of night,

the dark-blue remoteness

and my night is illuminated:

What compares with the delight,

that then envelopes the soul,

when one gazes with fond hope

at that starry firmament?