Hail, King Arbor, vice-regent of the paradisal garden!
Adam’s mentor, teaching man the mysteries of seeds and fruit,
Guardian watchman, standing sentinel over both Cain and Abel,
With offended roots drinking the blood of sins original.

Assemble now your princes, the Date Palm and Fig!
Noble Pomegranate lifts his head at your summons!
At your right, your queen, Tree of Life, heavy with fairest fruit,
Your son, Tree of Knowledge, flourishes at your knee!

Men once exiled, you reign alone steward of Eden,
Antediluvian memory recalling the primordial peace,
Reminiscing over God’s evening strolls in your leafy shade,
The soil has been tainted, but your sun shines ever pure unchanged.