All together laughing goBirds are gayBreathe perfume from bud and bloomNow let young men gather flowersSpring is comingThe wild wood grows green again! longed-for spring
Now his joy discloses;
On his fair brow in a ring
Bloom empurpled roses!
All together laughing goBirds are gayBreathe perfume from bud and bloomNow let young men gather flowersSpring is comingThe wild wood grows green again; how sweet their lay!
Tuneful is the measure;
All together laughing goBirds are gayBreathe perfume from bud and bloomNow let young men gather flowersSpring is comingThe wild wood grows green again,
Songsters change our winter's pain
To a mirthful pleasure.

All together laughing goBirds are gayBreathe perfume from bud and bloomNow let young men gather flowersSpring is comingThe wild wood grows green again,
On their foreheads bind them,
Maidens pluck them from the bowers,
Then, when they have twined them,
All together laughing goBirds are gayBreathe perfume from bud and bloomNow let young men gather flowersSpring is comingThe wild wood grows green again,
Where young love reposes,
And into the meadows so
All together laughing goBirds are gayBreathe perfume from bud and bloomNow let young men gather flowersSpring is comingThe wild wood grows green again,
Crowned with ruddy roses.