On morning bright and shining

On morning bright and shining,

there rings clear through the vale,

"Wake up, beloved flower,

I am the ray of sun!

"Now open confidently

your little blossom heart

and let my burning love-beams

into your holy shrine.

"I nothing more require

than to lie upon your chest

and on your bloom lay kisses

'till in the moss you droop.

"I nothing more desire

than to sleep up on your breast

and thus I will transform you

with sunshine's shining joy."