Lyrics and translation Matthew Curtis - Ecce gratum - Carmina Burana - Bass 1 Muted

Ecce gratum - Carmina Burana - Bass 1 Muted

Ecce gratum
Et optatum
Ver reducit gaudia.
Purpuratum
Floret pratum.
Sol serenat omnia.
Iamiam cedant tristia!
Aestas redit,
Nunc recedit
Hiemis saevitia.
Iam liquescit
Et decrescit
Grando, nix et cetera.
Bruma fugit,
Et iam sugit
Ver Aestatis ubera.
Illi mens est misera,
Qui nec vivit,
Nec lascivit
Sub Aestatis dextera.
Gloriantur
Et laetantur
In melle dulcedinis
Qui conantur,
Ut utantur
Praemio Cupidinis.
Simus iussu Cypridis
Gloriantes et
Laetantes
Pares esse Paridis.

Ecce gratum - Carmina Burana - Bass 1 Muted

Behold, the welcome
And long-awaited
Spring brings back joy.
Purple-hued
Meadows bloom.
The sun brightens all.
Let sorrows now vanish!
Summer returns,
Now recedes
The harshness of winter.
Now it liquefies
And diminishes
Hail, snow, and the rest.
Winter flees,
And now Spring
Drains Summer's breasts.
Wretched is the mind,
Which neither lives,
Nor indulges
Beneath Summer's right hand.
They glory
And rejoice
In the honey of sweetness
Who strive,
So that they may enjoy
The reward of Cupid.
Let us, at the command of Cypris
Glory and
Rejoice
To be equal to Paris.