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Averil (Undrentide) by Mediæval Bæbes


Lyrics (13th century English)

Translation

 

When the nightegale singes,

When the nightingale sings,

 

The wodes waxen grene:

And the woods wax green:

 

Lef and grass and blosme springes

I expect, the leaves and the blades of grass,

 

In Averil, I wene;

And blossoms to spring up, in April;

 

(And) love is to min herte gon

And so love has shot through my heart

 

With one spere so kene:

With a spear so honed

 

Night and day my blod it drinkes;

That night and day it drinks my blood

 

Min herte deth me tene.

And my heart grieves.

 

Ich have loved all this year

All this year I have loved

 

That I may love namore;

The one I can love no more;

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Ich have siked mony sik,

I have sighed so many sighs,

 

Lemmon, for thin ore.

Sweetheart, for your favour.

 

Me nis love never the ner,

Love will never be any closer to me,

 

And that me reweth sore.

And I rue that intensely.

 

Swete lemmon, thench on me:

Sweetheart, think about me:

 

Ich have loved thee yore.

I have loved you such a long time.

 

Swete lemmon, I preye thee

Dear sweetheart, I beg you,

 

Of love one speche.

For one word of love.

 

Whil I live in world so wide

As long as I live I will not seek

 

Other nulle I seche.

Another throughout the entire world.

 

With thy love, my swete leof,

With your affection, my sweet love,

 

My bliss thou mightest eche:

You could bring me joy:

 

A swete cos of thy mouth

A sweet kiss from you lips

 

Mighte be my leche.

Could cure me completely

 

Swete lemmon, I preye thee

Sweetheart, I beg you,

 

Of a love-bene;

With a lover's petition,

 

If thou me lovest, as men says,

If you love me, as they say you do,

 

Lemmon as I wene.

Then love me as I want you to.

 

And if it thy wille be,

And if it be your will,

 

Thou loke that it be sene.

Then be sure you make it happen,

 

So muchel I thenke upon thee

For I think of you so much,

 

That all I waxe grene.

That I'm growing like the spring.

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