1. The meadows - how I love them! A love
That leaves no room for any other path

2. See how skilled is spring - nothing
Can match its skill, no skill can match

3. Copies of the meadows come to you, read
From afar, as if their lines were burdensome

4. Garments were laid out on those hills
Woven from thunder and lightning's threads

5. Khairy's shirts of many colors
And braids of blue lilies

6. The blossoms shine, lighting up
The West and the East with their glow

7. The narcissus beamed when its cheeks
Were lit up by the meadows' splendor

8. The smile of the anemones is as if
It were truth itself

9. And the lupine's flowers on the green
Branches like doves, pure white

10. When the meadows smile their flowers
Call and all creatures hurry to them

11. They keep speaking though silent
For the meadows' silence is speech