UF DEM ANGER
7. FLORET SILVA
(Chorus)
Floret silva nobilis
Floribus et foliis.
(Small Chorus)
Ubi est antiquus
Meus amicus?
Hinc equitavit,
Eia, quis me amabit?
(Chorus)
Floret silva undique,
Nah min gesellen ist mir we.
(Small Chorus)
Gruonet der walt allenthalben,
Wa ist min geselle alse lange?
Der ist geriten hinnen,
O wi, wer sol mich minnen?
ON THE GREEN
7. THE NOBLE WOODS ARE BURGEONING
The noble woods are burgeoning
with flowers and leaves,
Where is the lover
I knew? Ah!
He has ridden off!
Oh! Who will love me? Ah!
The woods are burgeoning all over,
I am pining for my lover.
The woods are turning green all over,
why is my lover away so long? Ah!
He has ridden off,
Oh woe, who will love me? Ah!
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