For me he singeth never
For my True-love loves me;
He joins no more the dancers,
Alas! he's far from me.
He joins no more the dancers,
Alas! he's far from me,
A prisoner ta'en while fighting
In distant Germanie.
A prisoner ta'en while fighting
In distant Germanie.
"What wilt thou give, sweet maiden,
An I bring him back to thee?"
"What wilt thou give, sweet maiden,
An I bring him back to thee?"
"I'll give thee all Versailles,
Paris and St. Denis."
"I'll give thee all Versailles,
Paris and St. Denis,
And the crystal fount that floweth
In my garden clear and free."
Gai lon la, gai le rosier
Du joli mois de mai.
