In our cowshed

In our cowshed, grow blueberries
Come Joy of my heart
If you desire me.
Then let us meet there
Come, lis and aquiliaes, roses and sages,
Come sweet krysmintaes, come Joy of my Heart!

Beautiful small flowers invite to dancing.
Come Joy of my heart
If you wish,
I will plait you a crown
Come, lis and aquiliaes, roses and sages,
Come sweet krysmintaes, come Joy of my Heart!

In our cowshed, grow some flowers and berries
Come Joy of my heart
But among all,
you are my dearest.
Come, lis and aquiliaes, roses and sages,
Come sweet krysmintaes, come Joy of my Heart!











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