How gloriously nature shines for me!
How the sun shines! How the meadow laughs!
Blossoms come from every branch,
and a thousand voices from the bushes,
and joy and delight from every breast.
O earth, O sun! O happiness, O pleasure!
O love, O love, so golden beautiful,
like morning clouds on those heights!
You gloriously bless the fresh field,
in the vapor of blossoms, the full world.
O girl, girl, how I love you!
How your eye looks! How you love me!
So loves the lark, song and air,
and morning flowers, the scent of heaven,
How I love you, with warm blood,
you who give me youth and joy and courage
To new songs and dances.
Be eternally happy, as you love me!
