Carmina Burana c. 1150 A.D.
Juliana by the Greenwood Tree
One sweet spring Juliana
stood under the greenwood tree
in the company of the sister
Sweet love!
Who could pass you by at such a time!
The trees blossom now
and the birds lasciviously sing,
virgins' pure thoughts take flight,
Sweet love!
The lilacs bloom again
and the maidens in the vale
sing of the high god's power
Sweet love!
Could I embrace the one I love,
and underneath the forest's leaves
I would kiss her with such pleasure,
Sweet love!
Y. Chuikov