Modern
English version
I sing of a
maiden
That is matchless,
King of all kings
For her son she chose.
He came as
still
Where his mother was
As dew in April
That falls on the grass.
He came as
still
To his mother’s bower
As dew in April
That falls on the flower.
He came as
still
Where his mother lay
As dew in April
That falls on the spray.
Mother and
maiden
There was never, ever one but she;
Well may such a lady
God’s mother be.
Canto una
doncella
En todo
incomparable
El Rey de
todos los reyes
Para su hijo
a ella eligió.
Vino tan sigiloso
Donde estaba
su madre
Como el rocío
en abril
cae sobre la hierba.
Vino tan silencioso
A la alcoba
de su madre
Como el rocío
en abril
cae sobre la flor.
Vino tan quietamente
Donde yacía
su madre
Como el rocío
en abril
cae en finas
gotas.
Madre y
doncella
Nunca, nunca
hubo sino ella;
Bien merece
tal dama
Ser la madre
de Dios .
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