O Lady wond’rous to me,

Springtime is your name.

Blossoms white, yellow, pink.

O Lady wond’rous to me,

Mist is your nickname.

Slow the grass waves in the wind.

O Lady wond’rous to me,

I call you Sparrow.

How quickly you flit and fly!

O Lady most wonderful,

I’m following you.

Summertime will be our name.