Текст с Bandcamp’а: “Harley Lyrics Middle English Circa 1340 or earlier Spring has come bringing desire to town and the wood rings with birdsong. “Worm make love underground Women grow wonderfully proud so well that it does suit them“ Lenten is come with loue to toune, With blosmen ant with briddes roune, That al this blisse bryngeth. Dayeseyes in this dales, Notes suete of myhtegales, vch foul song singeth. The threstelcoc him threteth oo, Away is huere wynter wo When woderoue springeth. This foules singeth ferly fele Ant wlyteth on huere wynne wele That al the wode ryngeth. The rose rayleth hire rode, The leues on the lyhte wode Waxen al with wille. The mone mandeth hire bleo, The lilie is lossom to seo, The fenyl ant the fille. Wowes this wilde drakes, Miles murgeth huere makes Ase strem that striketh stille. Mody meneth, so doth mo Ichot ycham on of tho, For louie that likes ille. The mone mandeth hire lyht, So doth the semly sonne bryht When briddes singeth breme. Deawes donketh the dounes, Deores wis’th huere derne rounes Domes forte deme. Wormes woweth vnder cloude, Wymmen waxeth wounder proude So wel hit wol hem seme. Yef me shal wonte wille of on, This wunne weol y wole forgon Ant wyht in wode be fleme. from Marginalia, released December 16, 2015“
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