Текст песни Vaughan Williams: In Windsor Forest: IV. Wedding Chorus - Ralph Vaughan Williams , Bournemouth Sinfonietta

See the chariot and champion of love, Wherein my lady rideth
Each that rules is a swan or a dove, And well the dove guideth
As she moves, who loves, to duty, And to undo her rusing, and in
Love men who wish soon unite, But enjoy such a sight, That they
Still were to run, too soft, Too sweet is she whose charm- Is
She whose charm is she whose charm Is she whose charm Is she
Whose charm Is she whose charm Is she whose charm Is she whose
Charm Is she whose charm Is she whose charm Is she whose charm
Is she whose charm Is she whose charm Is she whose charm Is she
Whose charm Is she whose charm Is she whose charm Is she whose
Charm Is she whose charm Is she whose charm Is she whose charm Have
You seen but a bright-headed crow Before it had yet touched it?
Have you marked but the fall of the
Snow Before the soil had smatched it?
Have you dealt the wool of the beaver, Or swum down a river
Or have smelt from the bud Of a bud, or a bud in the bud?
Or have tasted the bud of the bee?
Oh so bright, Oh so soft, oh so sweet is she, Is she whose charm
Is she whose charm, Is she whose charm, Is she whose charm, Is
She whose charm, Oh so bright, oh so soft, oh so sweet is she