It was the charming month of May,
 When all the flow'rs were fresh and gay.
 One morning, by the break of day,
     The youthful, charming Chloe —
 From peaceful slumber she arose,
 Girt on her mantle and her hose,
 And o'er the flow'ry mead she goes —
     The youthful, charming Chloe.

 Веселый май одел кусты.
 Раскрылись свежие цветы.
 В лучах зари проснулась ты,
    Прелестнейшая Хлоя.

 Набросив плащ, надев чулки,
 Ты вышла к берегу реки,
 О как шаги твои легки,
    Прекраснейшая Хлоя.

 Chorus – Lovely was she by the dawn,
                    Youthful Chloe, charming Chloe,
                Tripping o'er the pearly lawn,
                    The youthful, charming Chloe.

 Ты, как утро, хороша,
 Чудо - Хлоя, прелесть - Хлоя.
 Шла ты лугом, не спеша,
    Чудеснейшая Хлоя.

 The feather'd people you might see
 Perch'd all around on every tree,
 In notes of sweetest melody
     They hail the charming Chloe;
 Till, painting gay the eastern skies,
 The glorious sun began to rise,
 Outrival'd by the radiant eyes
     Of youthful, charming Chloe.
         Lovely was she, &c.