9. REIE
Swaz hie gat umbe,
daz sint allez megede,
die wellent an man
alle disen sumer gan.
Chume, chum, geselle min,
ih enbite harte din.
Suzer rosenvarwer munt,
chum unde mache mich gesunt.
que nunquam in cordibus
habitat ignavis.
Via lata gradior
more iuventutis,
inplicor et vitiis
immemor virtutis,
voluptatis avidus
magis quam salutis,
mortuus in anima
curam gero cutis.
9. ROUND DANCE
Those who go round and round
are all maidens,
they want to do without a man
all summer long. Ah! Sla!
Come, come, my love,
I long for you.
Sweet rose-red lips,
come and make me better.
She never dwells
in a lazy heart.
I travel the broad path
as is the way of youth,
I give myself to vice,
unmindful of virtue,
I am eager for the pleasures of the flesh
more than for salvation,
my soul is dead,
so I shall look after the flesh.
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