Alys Clare
Heart of Ice

Tua pulchra facies

me fay planszer milies,

pectus habet glacies;

a remender

statim vivus fierem

per un baser.

Your lovely face

makes me weep a thousand tears;

your heart is of ice;

in the semblance of a cure

a kiss

would give me back my life.

From Carmina Burana: cantiones profanae (Author’s translation)


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