Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king.
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring.
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing:
Cuckoo,jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
春,甜美的春,四季中的欢乐之王;
花儿竞相绽放,少女们围成一圈,翩然起舞;
晓寒轻拂,美丽的鸟儿婉转啼唱:
咕咕,啾-啾,扑-喂,嘟-喂嗒-呜!
(诗歌欣赏)