Get up! Get up! Spring has just been born!

Get up! Get up! Spring has just been born!

Over those valleys a rosy mist is floating!

Everything in the garden trembles and sings; your window

is full of sunshine, like a joyful gaze.

Around the bunches of purple-flowering lilac

butterflies and bees flutter and hum together,

and the little shaking bells of lily-of-the-valley

have woken up Eros who was sleeping in the woods.

Now that April has scattered its white daisies,

go without your heavy cloak and cold-weather muff!

The birds are already calling you, and the periwinkles (your sisters)

will smile in the grass when they see your blue eyes.

Let's get going! The stream is clearer in early morning.

Get up! Let's not wait for the day's burning heat.

I want to wet my feet in the moist dew

and talk to you of love under the blossoming pear-trees.