English Translation

The rich dress of fresh green
has decorated the valley and the hills.
The flowers bloom in the meadow,
The wind delights the fields.
The sun's rays in the wooded valley,
The waving willows,
Announce the coming of summer.

The joyful birds sing praises
Of their happiness and the peace of summer.
From forest edge, from the silent nest
Their songs ring out.
A song of joy and hope
Rises from their throats
And enlivens our souls.

But you, Oh God, make our place
so beautiful in the summer hours.
Make me pay heed to your word
And your message of mercy.
Flesh perishes, the flowers die,
The temporal passes,
The Word of the Lord remains.