Spring chases the winters

Spring chases the winters,

And smiles in the green trees;

Beneath the new foliage

Comes the sound of wings!

Come, follow the shaded paths

Where lovers lose their way;

Spring calls us;

Come, let us be happy.

Look: the sun shines

And its brightness, which streams down,

Seems to me even more fair

In your beautiful eyes!

Come, follow the shaded paths

Where lovers lose their way;

Spring calls us;

Come, let us be happy.

How your voice sings and blends

With eternal harmony;

I think I hear in it

The singing of heaven.

Come, follow the shaded paths

Where lovers lose their way;

Spring calls us,

Come, let us be happy.