On the mountains, I must go

On the mountains, I must go,

must see you at your window,

must wave to you, must nod to you,

must send you a thousand greetings,

wish happiness for you, give you thanks,

because in these spring days:

O Johanna, only you gave

me Joy and happiness and peace.

I descend from the mountains,

and send you my songs,

all the most beautiful that I have,

softly in this spring-offering,

this message for you, to say,

yes, in these spring days:

O Johanna, only you gave

me Joy and happiness and peace.