On Virgins O most noble Greenness, rooted in the sun, You who shine in bright serenity On the wheel, Nothing on earth is high enough To grasp you! You are enfolded In the embrace of divine mysteries.

You blush like the dawn And bum like the flame of the sun.

Item De Virginibus O nobilissima viriditas, quae radicas in sole, et quae in candida serenitate luces in rota, quam nulla terrena excellentia comprehendit, tu circumdata es amplexibus divinorum mysteriorum.

Tu rubes ut aurora et ardes ut solis flamma.