[Afina]:
I have come to you, delighted
To tell you that sun has risen
That its light has warmly started
To fulfil on leaves its dancing
I have come to you, delighted
To tell you that sun has risen
To tell you that wood's awaken
In its every branch and leafage
And with every bird is shaken
Thirsty of the springy image
To tell you that I’ve come now
As before, with former passion
That my soul again is bound
To serve you and your elation
I have come to you, delighted
To tell you that sun has risen
That the charming breath of gladness
Came to me from all-all places
I don't know what I'll sing, else
But my song’s coming to readiness
That the charming breath of gladness
Came to me from all-all places
I don't know what I'll sing, else
But my song's coming to readiness
Coming to readiness
Coming to readiness
I have... Coming to readiness
To tell you... Coming to readiness