In Extremo – Requiem
Requiem Or out les Jaulx amans le bout Et les dames print la vollée C’est le droit loyer qu’amours, out Toute Joy y est viollée David le roy, sage prophetes Crainte de Dieu en oublia Voyant laver cuisses bien faites Bien est eureux qui riens n’ya Quelque doulx baiser n’acollée De chiens d’oyseaulx, d’armes, d’amours Chascun le dit à la vollée Pour ung plaisir mille doulours David le roy, sage prophetes Crainte de Dieu en oublia Voyant laver cuisses bien faites Bien est eureux qui riens n’ya | Requiem Wrong lovers - that's the goal, To which women aspire. This is the price that love demands - The collapse of loyalty and everywhere lies. King David was judicious, Son of the Gods, looked with lust On two lovely legs, there, at the well. Happy is he who was not there. Such sweet can also be roses, As weapons of women, birds and sinners. All the saying to know must: For the pleasure of a moment - the reckoning is eternal. King David was judicious, Son of the Gods, looked with lust On two lovely legs, there, at the well. Happy is he who was not there. |