Summer smiles sweetly upon your soft face.
Over the meadows through the vales of green,
Every calm corner is blessed with her grace;
Yet you lie - serene - a sight to be seen
Bundled up with the honey and clover;
With tunes of bliss grander than Pan\'s starling.
Bringing wandering souls ever closer,
Captivated by your allure, darling.
Near the distant lake, you are the White Swan
O\'er-brimm\'d with such majestic elegance:
Strengthened by my ring that you have forgone.
Your warm guiding light will be my credence,
So wake up; join me in eternity
With honey and clover for you and me.