Original

Ben qui si mostra il ciel vago e sereno,
E qui ridon le rose, e i lieti fiori,
Spirando amati odori
Destan gli augelli a dolce canto ameno.
Maria ventur'al fin, lasso, ne sorge,
Ch'Amor tacitamente
Tesse fra fiore e l'herbe un placido angue.
Onde venen sì dolce ai npetti porge
Ch'il cor soavenmente,
Pinedi dolce desio, morendo langue.

(Source: Meier, Bernardus (1971))

Engels

Beautiful shows here the sky, vague and clear,
Here smile the roses, and the happy flowers,
Blowing loving smells
Wake the birds to a sweet pleasant singing.
But in the end bad luck arises,
Because Love, silently,
Waves with flowers and herbs a quiet snake.
To the breasts of whom comes he offers it gently
And the heart, sweetly,
Languishes, and dies filled with sweet desires.