Gay queen of the earth,
Thy throne they prepare in the heights of the air
For thine inauguration day.
Thy wonderful reign has begun with the rise of the sun,
All heaven and earth but wait on thee now,
Goddess of mirth,
Gay queen of the earth,
I smell thy sweet flowers and thy odorous bowers
And see the green trees before thee to bow.
The robins have come from their faraway home,