In the lilac bush a little bird sat

In the lilac bush a little bird sat

In the quiet, lovely May night;

Below, a maiden sat in the high grass

In the quiet, lovely May night.

When the maiden sang, the little bird was quiet,

When the little bird sang, the maiden listened,

And over a long distance rang out

Their duet

Alongside the moon-bright valley.

What was the little bird singing in the branches

Through the quiet, lovely May night?

For that matter, what was the maiden singing

Through the quiet, lovely May night?

Of the spring's sun sang the little bird,

Of the splendor of love sang the maiden.

How that song

Exhilarated my heart,

I will never forget for the rest of my life.