Por que nos ajamos sempre, noit e dia,. dela remenbranca,. en Domas achamos que Santa Maria. fez gran demonstranca. . En esta cidade, que vos ei ja dita,.
Flow, my tears, fall from your springs!. exiled for ever let me mourn;. where night's black bird her sad infamy sings,. there let me live forlorn.. . Hark, you shadows that in darkness dwell,.
Tempus est iocundum, o virgines!. modo congaudete, vos iuvenes!. . Flos est puellarum, quam diligo,. et rosa rosarum, qua caleo.. . Tua me confortat promissio,.
I must go walk the woods so wild,. and wander here and there. in dred and dedly fere,. for where I trusted,I am begild,. and all for one.. . Thus am I banisshed from by blis.