- Ah Si Mon Moine
Ah si mon moine voulait danser
Ah si mon moine voulait danser
Un capuchon je lui donnerai
Un capuchon je lui donnerai
Danse, mon moine danse
Tu n'entends pas le danse
Tu n'entends pas moulin-lon-la
- Alba
Reis glorios, verais lums e clartatz,
Deus poderos, sehner si a vos platz,
Al meu companh siatz fixels ajuda,
Qu'eu non lo vi, pois la noitz fon venguda,
Et ades sera l'alba!
Bel compahno, si dormetz o veillatz?
Non dormatz plus, suau vos ressidatz,
- All for Love of One
I must go walk the wood so wild
And wander here and there
In dred and deadly fere
For where I trusted I am begeld
And all for love of one
Thus am I banished from my bliss
By craft and false pretence
As one from joy were fledde
- Averil
When the nightegale singes
And the wodes waxen grene
Lef and grass and blosme springes
In Averil, I wene
(And) love is to min herte gon
With one spere so kene
Night and day my blod it drinkes
Min herte deth me tene
- Gaudete
Gaudete! gaudete! Christus est natus ex Maria Virgine: Gaudete!
Tempus adest gratiae, Hoc quod optabamus;
Carmina laeticiae Devote redamus.
Gaudete! gaudete! Christus est natus ex Maria Virgine: Gaudete!
Deus homo factus est, Natura mirante;
- I Sing Of A Maiden
I SING OF A MAIDEN
Words and Music: English Folk, Fifteenth century
from The Sloane Manuscript
Source: Edith Rickert, Ancient English Christmas Carols: 1400-1700 (London: Chatto & Windus, 1914)
1. I sing of a maiden
That is makeless;1
- My Lady Sleeps
Stars of the summer night
For in your as your deep
I hide your golden light
She sleeps my lady sleeps
She sleeps my lady sleeps
Moon of the summer night
For down your rest in steeps
- Omnes Gentes Plaudite
E saw miny briddes seten on a tree
He token her flight and flowen away
With ego dixi, have a good day
Many white fedres hath the pye
I may noon more singen, my lippes arn so dry!
Manye white federes hath the swan
The mor that I drinke, the lesse good I can!
Ley stikkes on the fer, wil mot it brenne
- Return Of The Birds
Laetabundus rediit
avium concentus,
ver iocundum prodiit,
gaudeat iuventus,
nova ferens gaudia;
modo vernant omnia,
Phoebus serenatur,
redolens temperiem,
- Salva Nos
Salva nos, stella maris
Et regina celorum
Salva nos, stella maris
Et regina celorum
Que pura deum paris
Salva nos, stella maris
Et per rubum signaris
- Swete Jhesu, King Of Blisse
Sweet Jesu, king of bliss,
My heart's love, my heart's ease,
Thou art sweet, matchless peer,
Woe to him that thee shall miss.
Sweet Jesu, my heart's light,
Thou art day without night.
Thou giv'st me strength and added might;
- Swete Sone
Swete sone, reu on me
And breste out of thy bondes
For me thinket that I see
Thoru Bothen thin bondes
Nailes driven into the tree
So reufuliche thu honges
Now is betre that I flee
And lett alle these londes
- The Undivided
From Me shineth
the gathered glory of the sun
Which lightens
all the world.
From Me the moon
draws silvery beams
and fire
fierce loveliness.
- The Virgin Queen
My care is like my shadow
Laid bare beneath the sun.
It follows me at all times
And flies when I pursue it.
I freeze and yet am always burned
Since from myself again I turn.
I love and yet am forced to hate.
I seem stark mute; inside I prate.
- Till 'A The Seas Gang Dry
O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That’s sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I:
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
- Verbum Caro
Verbum caro factum est de virgine
Verbum caro factum est de virgine Maria
In hac anni circulo
Vita datur seculo
Nato nobis parvulo de virgine
Nato nobis parvulo de virgine Maria
- Yonder Lea
O, Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast
Роберт Бернс
1.
O, wert thou in the cauld blast
On yonder lea, on yonder lea,
My plaidie to the angry airt,
I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee,