Текст песни Pearl - Mediæval Bæbes
The
dubberment
dere
of
down
and
dales
Of
wode
and
water
and
wlonk
plaines
Bilde
in
me
bliss,
abated
my
bales
Forbidden
my
stress,
destroyed
my
paines
Down
after
a
strem
that
drightly
hales
I
bowed
in
bliss,
bredful
my
branes
The
firre
I
folwed
those
floty
vales
The
more
strength
of
joye
myn
herte
straines
As
fortune
fares
theras
ho
fraines
Whether
solace
ho
sende
other
elles
sore
The
wye
to
wham
hir
wille
ho
waines
Hittes
to
have
ay
more
and
more
More
of
wele
was
in
that
wise
Than
I
couth
telle
thagh
I
tom
hade
For
erthly
herte
might
not
suffise
To
the
tenthe
dole
of
tho
gladness
glade
For
thy
I
thoght
that
paradise
Was
there
other
gain
tho
bonkes
brade
I
hoped
the
water
were
a
devise
Between
mirthes
by
meres
made
Beyonde
the
brook,
by
slent
other
slade
I
hoped
that
mote
inerked
wore
Bot
the
water
was
depe,
I
dorst
not
wade
And
ever
me
longed
ay
more
and
more
More
and
more
and
yet
well
mare
Me
liste
to
see
the
brook
beyonde
For
if
hit
was
fair
there
I
can
fare
Well
loveloker
was
the
firre
londe
Aboute
me
con
I
stote
and
stare
To
finde
a
forth
faste
con
I
fonde
Bot
wothes
mo
ywis
there
ware
The
firre
I
stalled
by
the
stronde
And
ever
me
thoght
I
shokle
not
wonde
For
wo
there
weles
so
winne
wore
Thenne
newe
note
me
com
on
honed
That
meved
my
minde
more
and
more
Альбом
Worldes Blysse
1 Ecce Mundi Gaudium
2 When Thy Turuf is Thy Tour
3 La Volta
4 Kinderly
5 All Turns to Yesterday
6 Love Me Broughte
7 Beatrice
8 Waylaway
9 Alba
10 Erthe Upon Erthe
11 Passing Thus Alone
12 Pearl
13 Swete Sone
14 So Spricht das Leben
15 C'est la Fin
16 How Death Comes
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