When the nightegale singes. And the wodes waxen grene. Lef and grass and blosme springes. In Averil, I wene. (And) love is to min herte gon. With one spere so kene.
The colors are flowing from the wall to the floor. And only an outline still remains. 'Cause the roof's got a hole in it. And everything's been ruined by the rain.
We played for you and you did not dance. we wailed and you did not listen. and John came neither eating nor drinking. and you said he is possessed by a demon.
As a springe-wel under a thorn. There was bote of bale, a litel hire a thorn. There beside stant a maide, full of love ibounde. Whoso wol seche trewe love, in hir it shall be founde.
I wanna be. I wanna be right out there. And watch it blow right out of the radio. . I gotta be. I gotta be like something. And watch my face come out of the radio.
I have wist, sin i couthe meen,. That children hath by candle light. . I have wist, sin i couthe meen,. That children hath by candle light. Her shadewe on the wal iseen,.
Quit it give it up, ring that bell. You climb the walls, might as well. Like golden roses fallin' down. Ringing out all over town. Somewhere in the ballroom.
L'amour de moi, s'y est enclose. Dedans un jolie jardinet. Ou croit la rose et le muguet. Y aussi fail le passerose. . Ce jardin est belle et plaisant.
I have wist, sin I couthe meen. That children hath by candle light. Her shadewe on the wal iseen. And ronne therafter all the night. . Bisy aboute they han ben.
With a mind that's sick and crazy. Put together like a baby in a fist fight. Here comes an angel flying. Like a moth to a backyard bug-light. . One mind two hearts somehow got torn apart and healed.
Reis glorios, verais lums e clartatz. Deus poderos, senher si a vos platz. Al meu companh siatz fizels aju da. Qu'eu non lo vi, pos la noitz fon venguda.
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'entends pas le danse.
This rendered me silent. Tuneless, only petrified. Roads leading to nowhere. Twisting through it's silver hair. . In time I got me the lucky right. To see it in an apple light.
Love flies on wings. Listen to the angels sing. Love flies on wings. Put it in the calibrations. Show it to be ornamental. Wrapped up, crapped on, torn up, thrown away.
Lollay, lollay, little child. Why wepestou so sore. Nedes mostou wepe. It was iyarked thee yore. Ever to lib in sorrow. And sich and mourne evere. As thine eldren did er this.
Lights blowing away. Came untied in a hurricane. . Behind the shadow of the wind. The wave is sharp and narrow. To find the needles eye then. To fire with poison arrows.
Adam lay ibounden. Bounden in a bond. Foure thousand winter. Thought he not too long. . And all was for an apple. An apple that he tok. As clerkes finden.
I'm dead, got nothing to lose. the biggest fucker around's gonna give himself. the blues trying to make trouble for a dead man. what's that, you're mistaken.
Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateau. Some belong to strangers and some to folks you know. Holy ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sand.
Once I was something but I can't remember. Whatever that something should be. Once I was something but I can't remember. Whatever that something should.