Doesn't help much, does it? We still don't know who wrote the damn thing that means more or less "I entered my father's garden and found three flowers of love there, what a good luck! Here comes the pretty (month of) May that leads/guides/shakes us. I'll make a string (lit. "rosary") out of them, I'll send it to my beloved. If it (preut = ??? but I'd say "pleases") I'll be greatful, if it doesn't, send it back".