My friends are sitting among the trees
It is a nice day of the spring
The clouds that are are above the forest
IT BE A RAINBOW IN THE MORNING
RAINBOW OF THE SPRING

O rainbow, arise from the bowels of Earth, or,
If thou wishest, come thou down from Heaven.
O rainbow, I find the sight of thy flesh
So very much good indeed, by my troth.

Yet among the trees
Sit they that are my
Friends and beloved
companions (that is
Friends) OKAY OKAY

Inferior to mine own are they
Yet what is that of which I speak
I know not
What
The hell
Are you trying
To tell me
FUCKER