Welcome stork!
Thou stork welcome;
Thou hast brought us the sign of spring,
Thou hast made our heart gay.

Descend o stork!
Descend o stork, upon our roof,
Make thy nest upon our ash-tree,
Thou our dear one.

Stork, I lament to thee,
Yes, o stork, I lament to thee,
I will tell thee my thousand sorrows
The sorrows of my heart, the thousand sorrows.

Stork, when thou didst go away
When thou didst go away from our tree,
Withering winds did blow,
They dried up our smiling flowers.

The brilliant sky was obscured,
That brilliant sky was cloudy
From above they were breaking the snow in pieces,
Winter approached, the destroyer of flowers.

Beginning from the rock of Varac,
Beginning from that rock of Varac,
The snow descended and covered all,
In our green meadow it was cold.

Stork, our little garden,
Our little garden was surrounded with snow,
Our green rose trees
Withered with the snow and the cold.