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Carl Orff - Ecce gratum (I. Primo vere) (English Translation) LyricsBehold, the pleasant
And longed-for
Spring brings back joyfulness
Violet flowers
Fill the meadows
The sun brightens everything
Sadness is now at an end!
Summer returns
Now withdraw
The rigors of winter. Ah!
Now melts
And disappears
Ice, snow and the rest
Winter flees
And now
Spring sucks at summer's breast:
A wretched soul is he
Who does not live
Or lust
Under summer's rule. Ah!
They glory
And rejoice
In honeyed sweetness
Who strive
To makе use of
Cupid's prize;
At Venus' command
Lеt us glory
And rejoice
In being Paris' equals. Ah!