Festive Spring has arrived,

The birds salute it with their happy song.

And the brooks, caressed by little Zephyrs,

Flow with a sweet murmur.

The sky is covered with a black mantle,

And thunder, and lightning, announce a storm.

When they are silent, the birds

Return to sing their lovely song.

And in the meadow, rich with flowers,

To the sweet murmur of leaves and plants,

The goatherd sleeps, with his faithful dog at his side.

To the festive sound of pastoral bagpipes,

Dance nymphs and shepherds,

At Spring's brilliant appearance.

-La Primavera, Antonio Vivaldi