"May has come with all its might,
The flowers are sprouting, the birds are singing.
It's like the kingdom of heaven.
What's more beautiful than a lovely woman?"
So the flowers bloom on the grass,
The same ones laugh against the bright sun,
In one of my early mornings,
And you little birds sing happily
In your best, If you can,
What would you like to do to yourself?
It's probably half a celestial tale.
If we say what the smile is,
So I say, what to me thick baz
In my eyes it was done,
And I would still do it if I saw it.
Sw a noble beautiful frowe pure,
Well dressed and well tied,
Dur Kurzwle zuo vil linten gt,
Hovelchen hohgemuot, niht one,
Umbe sees a little under hours,
Assam the sun against the stars,
The mine bring us as sn wonder,
Whaz is it so wnneclches under,
As you have a lovely lip?
We're all blooming,
And we're working on it.
N wol Then, let's see the truth!
Let's celebrate my high spirit!
He's come with all his might.
Look at you and look at the beautiful women,
Neither ir the other one burst; kr!
Her meie, ir meset merze sn,
E ich min frowen d verlr.
[Text: Walther von der Vogelweide]

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