Blow, northerne wind
Send thou me my sweting
Blow, northerne wind
Blow, blow, blow!
Ichot a burde in bowre bright
That sully semly is on sight
Menskful maiden of might
Fair and fre to fonde
In all this wurhliche won
A burde of blod and of bon
Never yet I nuste non
Lussomore in lode
Hire lure lumes light
Ase a launterne anight
Hire be blikieth so bright
So fair he is and fine
Swetly swire he hath to holde
With armes, shuldre ase mon wolde
And fingres faire for to folde
God wolde she were mine
To Love I putte pleintes mo
How Siking me hath siwed so
And eke Thoght me thrat to slo
With maistry yef he mighte
And Sorewe sore in balful bende
The he wolde for this hende
Me lede to my lives ende
Unlahfulliche in lighte
🎵 LRC歌词版本
Blow, northerne wind
Send thou me my sweting
Blow, northerne wind
Blow, blow, blow!
Ichot a burde in bowre bright
That sully semly is on sight
Menskful maiden of might
Fair and fre to fonde
In all this wurhliche won
A burde of blod and of bon
Never yet I nuste non
Lussomore in lode
Hire lure lumes light
Ase a launterne anight
Hire be blikieth so bright
So fair he is and fine
Swetly swire he hath to holde
With armes, shuldre ase mon wolde
And fingres faire for to folde
God wolde she were mine
To Love I putte pleintes mo
How Siking me hath siwed so
And eke Thoght me thrat to slo
With maistry yef he mighte
And Sorewe sore in balful bende
The he wolde for this hende
Me lede to my lives ende
Unlahfulliche in lighte
📝 纯歌词版本
Blow, northerne wind
Send thou me my sweting
Blow, northerne wind
Blow, blow, blow!
Ichot a burde in bowre bright
That sully semly is on sight
Menskful maiden of might
Fair and fre to fonde
In all this wurhliche won
A burde of blod and of bon
Never yet I nuste non
Lussomore in lode
Hire lure lumes light
Ase a launterne anight
Hire be blikieth so bright
So fair he is and fine
Swetly swire he hath to holde
With armes, shuldre ase mon wolde
And fingres faire for to folde
God wolde she were mine
To Love I putte pleintes mo
How Siking me hath siwed so
And eke Thoght me thrat to slo
With maistry yef he mighte
And Sorewe sore in balful bende
The he wolde for this hende
Me lede to my lives ende
Unlahfulliche in lighte
🎵 LRC歌词版本
Blow, northerne wind
Send thou me my sweting
Blow, northerne wind
Blow, blow, blow!
Ichot a burde in bowre bright
That sully semly is on sight
Menskful maiden of might
Fair and fre to fonde
In all this wurhliche won
A burde of blod and of bon
Never yet I nuste non
Lussomore in lode
Hire lure lumes light
Ase a launterne anight
Hire be blikieth so bright
So fair he is and fine
Swetly swire he hath to holde
With armes, shuldre ase mon wolde
And fingres faire for to folde
God wolde she were mine
To Love I putte pleintes mo
How Siking me hath siwed so
And eke Thoght me thrat to slo
With maistry yef he mighte
And Sorewe sore in balful bende
The he wolde for this hende
Me lede to my lives ende
Unlahfulliche in lighte
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'ente...
I Sing Of A Maiden -中世纪宝贝
Written by ：Mediaeval Baebes
I sing of a maiden that is makelees
King of alle kinges to her sone she chees
I sing of a maide...
Ahhhh...
'twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
All mimsy were the borogoves
And the mome raths outgrabe
‘Beware the Jabb...
Ecci Mundi Gaudium -中世纪宝贝
Ecce mundi gaudium
Ecce salus gentium
Virgo parit filium
Sine violentia
Ave virgo regia
Dei plena gracia
Natus est de virgin...
Come my swete, come my flour
Come my culver, myn owne bour
Come my moder, now with me
For hevyn quene
I make thee
My swete sone withal my love
I come ...
Gaudete gaudete Christus est natus
Ex Maria virgine Gaudete
Gaudete gaudete Christus est natus
Ex Maria virgine Gaudete
Carmina laetitiae devote redda...
Temptasyon -The Mediaeval Baebes
Written by：Emily Ovenden
Bydh omma haneth dh'agan prys
Gordhyes re bi dres oll an bys
Agan tas ni eus yn nev
Bennigys...
Gaudete, gaudete!
Christus est natus
Ex Maria virgine.
Gaudete!
Gaudete, gaudete!
Christus est natus
Ex Maria virgine.
Gaudete!
Carmina laetitiae devo...
Laetabundus rediit
avium concentus
ver iocundum prodiit
gaudeat iuventus
nova ferens gaudia
nova ferens gaudia
modo vernant omnia
Phoebus serenatur
re...