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Cover Introduction Main Index Further Study Carmina Burana 1. O Fortuna 2. Fortunae plango vulnera 3. Veris laeta facies 4. Omnia sol temperata 5. Ecce gratum 6. Tanz - (instrumental) 7. Floret silva nobilis 8. Chramer, gip die varwe mir 9. Swaz hie gat umbe 10.Were diu werlt alle min 11. Aestuans interius 12. Olim lacus colueram 13. Ego sum abbas 14. In taberna quando sumus 15. Amor volat undique 16. Dies, nox, et omnia 17. Stetit puella 18. Circa mea pectora 19. Si puer cum puella 20. Veni, veni, venias 21. In trutina 22. Tempus est iocundum 23. Dulcissime 24. Ave formosissima |
22. TEMPUS EST IOCUNDUMA love song sung in parts. 22. TEMPUS EST IOCUNDUMTempus est iocundum, o virgines, modo congaudete vos iuvenes. Oh - oh, totus floreo, iam amore virginali totus ardeo, novus, novus amor est, quo pereo. Mea me comfortat promissio, mea me deportat negatio. Oh - oh, totus floreo, iam amore virginali totus ardeo, novus, novus amor est, quo pereo. Tempore brumali vir patiens, animo vernali lasciviens. Oh - oh, totus floreo, iam amore virginali totus ardeo, novus, novus amor est, quo pereo. Mea mecum ludit virginitas, mea me detrudit simplicitas. Oh - oh, totus floreo, iam amore virginali totus ardeo, novus, novus amor est, quo pereo. Veni, domicella, cum gaudio; veni, veni, pulchra, iam pereo. Oh - oh, totus floreo, iam amore virginali totus ardeo, novus, novus amor est, quo pereo. It is the time of joy, O maidens, now enjoy yourselves together, O young men. Oh, oh, I am all aflower, now with my first love I am all afire, a new love it is of which I am dying. I am elated when I say yes; I am depressed when I say no. Oh, oh, I am all aflower, now with my first love I am all afire, a new love it is of which I am dying. In the time of winter a man is sluggish, when spring is in his heart he is wanton. Oh, oh, I am all aflower, now with my first love I am all afire, a new love it is of which I am dying. My innocence plays with me, my shyness pushes me back. Oh, oh, I am all aflower, now with my first love I am all afire, a new love it is of which I am dying. Come, my mistress, with your joy *; come, come, fair girl, already I die. Oh, oh, I am all aflower, now with my first love I am all afire, a new love it is of which I am dying. |
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