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Section: Primo Vere (Spring)

Veris leta facies The merry face of spring
mundo propinatur, turns to the world
hiemalis acies sharpness of winter
victa iam fugatur, vanquished now flees
in vestitu vario in gay clothes
Flora principatur, Flora reigns
nemorum dulcisono the harmony of the woods
que cantu celebratur. praises her in song

Flore fusus gremio Lying in Flora's lap
Phebus novo more Phebus once more
risum dat, hac vario smiles, covered with
iam stipate flore. many-coloured flowers
Zephyrus nectareo Zephyrus breathes
spirans in odore. nectar-scented breezes
Certatim pro bravio Let's eagerly run
curramus in amore. for the love's prize

Cytharizat cantico With her cithare
dulcis Philomena, sings sweet Philomena
flore rident vario covered with many flowers laughing
prata iam serena, the fields are cheerful and bright
salit cetus avium a flock of birds rises up
silve per amena, through the pleasant forrest
chorus promit virgin the chorus of maidens
iam gaudia millena. now brings a thousand joys.
Section: Primo Vere (Spring)      Veris leta facies The merry face of spring    mundo propinatur, turns to the world   hiemalis acies sharpness of winter   victa iam fugatur, vanquished now flees   in vestitu vario in gay clothes   Flora principatur, Flora reigns   nemorum dulcisono the harmony of the woods   que cantu celebratur. praises her in song      Flore fusus gremio Lying in Flora's lap   Phebus novo more Phebus once more   risum dat, hac vario smiles, covered with   iam stipate flore. many-coloured flowers   Zephyrus nectareo Zephyrus breathes    spirans in odore. nectar-scented breezes   Certatim pro bravio Let's eagerly run    curramus in amore. for the love's prize      Cytharizat cantico With her cithare   dulcis Philomena, sings sweet Philomena    flore rident vario covered with many flowers laughing   prata iam serena, the fields are cheerful and bright   salit cetus avium a flock of birds rises up   silve per amena, through the pleasant forrest   chorus promit virgin the chorus of maidens   iam gaudia millena. now brings a thousand joys.