Par Veneris - faun

Ecce chorus virginum

Tempore vernali,

Dum soli incendium

Radios aequali;

In haec valle florida

Floreus flagratus,

Inter septa lilia,

Locus purpuratus.

Sueriat lenis arundoris.

Narrat fabulae luex oritur:

In Fortune solio

Sederam elatus,

Prosperitatis vario

Flore coronatus;

Quiequid enim florui

Felix et beatus,

Nunc a summo corrui

Gloria privatus

Behold the dance of the virgins

Springtime

While only the fire

The rays are equal;

In this flowery valley

Floreus inflamed

Among the petals

The place is purple.

Sueriat smooth reed.

The light rises

On the throne of Fortune

I sat puffed up

Prosperity with varying

Crowned with flower

Whatever flourished

Happy and happy

Now I'm falling from the top

Private Glory