Spring,the Sweet Spring
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!
The palm and may make country houses gay,
Lambs frisk and play,the shepherds pipe all day,
And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay：
Cuckoo,jug-jug,pu-we,to-witta-woo!
The fields breathe sweet,the daisies kiss our feet,
Young lovers meet,old wives a-sunning sit,
In every street these tunes our ears do greet：
Cuckoo,jug-jug,pu-we,to-witta-woo!
Spring!the sweet Spring!

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，甘美之春，一年之中的尧舜，
处处都有花树，都有少女环舞，
微寒但觉清和，鸟儿争着唱歌，
啁啁，啾啾，哥哥，割麦、插一禾!

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，甘美之春，一年之中的尧舜，
处处都有花树，都有少女环舞，
微寒但觉清和，鸟儿争着唱歌，
啁啁，啾啾，哥哥，割麦、插一禾！