UF DEM ANGER

(Instrumentalis)

(Instrumental)

Floret silva nobilis

floribus et foliis.

Ubi est antiquus

meus amicus? Ah!

hinc equitavit,

eia, quis me amabit?

Floret silva undique,

nah mime gesellen ist mir wê.

Gruonet der walt allenthalben,

wâ ist min geselle alse lange?

der ist geriten hinnen,

owî, wer soll mich minnen?

The noble forest blooms

with flowers and foliage.

Where is my 

former beau? Ah!

From here he has ridden.

Alas, who will love me?

The forest blooms everywhere,

I am pining for my lover.

The woods are greening everywhere,

why is my lover away for so long? 

He has ridden away.

Oh woe, who will love me?

Chramer, gip die varwe mir,

die min wengel roete,

damit ich die jungen man

an ir dank der minnenliebe noete.

Seht mich an,

jungen man!

lat mich iu gevallen!

Minnet, tugentliche man,

minnecliche frouwen!

minne tuot iu hoch gemuot

unde lat iuch in hohen eren schouwen.

Seht mich an,

jungen man!

lat mich iu gevallen!

Wol dir werlt, das du bist

also freudenriche!

ich will dir sin undertan

durch din liebe immer sicherliche.

Seht mich an,

jungen man!

lat mich iu gevallen!

Peddler, give me rouge

to make my cheeks red,

so that I can make the young men

fall in love with me against their will.

Look at me,

young men!

Allow yourself to fall for me!

Virtuous men,

give your love to worthy women!

Love ennobles your spirit

and lets you shine in high honor.

Look at me,

young men!

Allow yourself to fall for me!

Hail, oh world,

so rich in joys!

I will submit to you

because of the love you give to me.

Look at me,

young men!

Allow yourself to fall for me!

Swaz hie gat umbe,

Swaz hie gat umbe,

daz sint allez megede,

die wellent an man

alle disen sumer gan.

Chume, chum, geselle min,

Chume, chum, geselle min,

ih enbite harte din.

ih enbite harte din.

Chume, chum, geselle min,

Suzer rosenvarwer munt,

chum unde mache mich gesunt

chum unde mache mich gesunt

Swaz hie gat umbe,

Swaz hie gat umbe,

daz sint allez megede,

die wellent an man

alle disen sumer gan.

Those who danced around

Those who danced around

are all maidens,

they want to do without a man

all summer long.

Come, come, my love,

Come, come, my love,

I long for you.

I long for you.

Come, come, my love,

Sweet rose-red lips,

come and make me better.

come and make me better.

Those who danced around

Those who danced around

are all maidens,

they want to do without a man

all summer long.

Were diu werlt alle min 

von dem mere unze an den Rin,

des wolt ih mih darben,

daz diu chünegin von Engellant

lege an minen armen. Hei!

If all the world were mine

from the sea to the Rhine,

I would do without it all,

if the Queen of England

would lie in my arms. Hey!