Rejoice my friends and all people

For the spring is soon to begin

Finely flowers soon shall flourish

Finely woodlands spring with new life

O and how the songs will be sung

Songs of skylarks, doves, and swallows

On their path back to their homewoods

Home to their beloved birthplace

And the nature bathes in colours

Colours of green, blue and golden

Painting fields, medows and skyline

Grayness melting with old snowbanks

And the warming sun shines brithly

Melting ice that weighs my mind down

Raising thoughts and joyful feeling

For this time, soon to be over