See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land.
Latin
Omnia Sol temperat
purus et subtilis;
novo mundo reserat
facies1 Aprilis,
ad amorem properat
animus herilis,
et iocundis imperat
deus puerilis.
Rerum tanta novitas
in solemni Vere
et Veris auctoritas
iubet nos gaudere;
vias præbet solitas;
et in tuo Vere
fides est et probitas
tuum retinere.
Ama me fideliter!
fidem meam nota;
de corde totaliter
et ex mente tota
sum præsentialiter
absens in remota.
Quisquis amat taliter,
volvitur in rota.
English
Everything the sun belights
pure in his good graces;
this new world of delights
he shows April’s faces,
to new lovers us excites
master of the ages,
and with gladsome mirth unites
boyish god’s embraces.
World’s reborn novelty,
in this festive season
and springtime’s authority,
free us from our reason;
offer us serenity;
in this Thine own season
‘tis good faith and probity,
to Thee to be pleasing.
Love me with fidelity!
Of my faith take heed;
with Thy heart’s entirety
and Thy spirit’s need;
with Thee I am presently,
absent, though, in deed.
Whosoever lovelorn be,
him let Fortune lead.
some versions have faciem, but April is, after all, the cruelest month and has many faces, no?