1. A sun pours out upon a land it's proud of
Streams of light from springs quench its thirst

2. Oh, the joy of March and its sun
With its lingering breath and love intoxicates it

3. Its lights hover above the fields as though
It caressed the brow of its sweetest wishes

4. As if it were music its light has an ear
Among hearts it sings to them and wakes them

5. It's spring when its charms blow
It shook the plains, near and far

6. A beautiful season from blooming heavens
Nature reveals in it all that’s in her

7. As if its days and the magic dawn unleashes
Dreams of beauties that wandered its nights

8. As if the light above the grass is its theater
And flowers are flocks that fluttered over it

9. It visited the fields and gave life to all growing things
The earth was lost in its most wondrous finery

10. And poured into the flowers scents that diffuse through them
And taught the birds melodies with which to sing them

11. The air is a sea of melodies overflowing
It covered the gardens until it almost blinded them

12. And the breeze whispers as it gently blows
Complaining of a love that all season long consumed it

13. As if subdued in the folds of light
The complaint of a lover whom longing almost finished

14. You'd think the flowers and echoes laugh at it
Flirting, the sun rays in it gleamed radiantly over them

15. Gather up beauty, for if you yearn and pluck it
The sun extends its hands to hide it

16. And the oranges bells gilded
Bees chime them and the wind tells of them

17. Answering the burble of a brook whose water’s smooth
Flowing over mother-of-pearl pebbles it polishes

18. In a meadow whose birds trilled and flowers beamed
When its valleys poured forth their plenty

19. It conjures up sights galore before the eye
Of varied views above the earth it conjures

20. Imprinted on it, that if it sent its rays
Upon the void of its domain, sedition in it

21. So come, let's gather the light of spring upon the
Wheat stalks and frolic in its outskirts

22. And free the soul to soar toward its charmer
A coquette who has shed her wishes from herself

23. Long has it tormented her with its flirting
Long has it wearied her with its teasing

24. And that is, if you but know the best place
For stars, flowers to guide us with their bloom