Adam lay ibounden
Bounden in a bond
Foure thousand winter
Thought he not
Lollay, lollay, little child
Why wepestou so sore
Nedes mostou
Ah si mon moine voulait danser
Ah si mon moine
Reis glorios, verais lums e clartatz
Deus poderos, senher si
I have wist, sin I couthe meen
That children hath by
L'amour de moi, s'y est enclose
Dedans un jolie jardinet
I have wist, sin i couthe meen,
That children hath
When the nightegale singes
And the wodes waxen grene
Lef
O anima coctese mantoana
Di cui la foma ancor nel
Instrumental
Blow, northerne wind
Send thou me my sweting
Blow, northerne
Byrd one brere, brid, brid one brere
Kynd is come
C'est la fin quoigue l'on die j'amerai
Cella guise en
Instrumental
Lully, lulla, thou little tiny child
Bye, bye, lully, lullay, thou
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