Текст песни Suscipe flos florem - Mediæval Bæbes

Take thou this rose o rose
Since love's own flower it is
And by that rose
Thy lover captive is

Smell thou this rose o rose
And know thyself as sweet
As dawn is sweet

Look at this rose o rose
And looking laugh on me
And in thy laughter's ring
The nightingale shall sing

Kiss thou this rose o rose
That it may know
The scarlet of thy mouth

O rose this painted rose
Is not the whole
Who pains the flower
Paints not its fragrant soul