Circulus - Miri It Is lyrics

Merry it is while the summer lasts With the song of birds But now draws near the wind's blast And strong weather Alas, alas! how long this night is And I, most unjustly Sorrow and mourn and fast Miri it is while sumer ilast With fugheles song Oc nn necheth windes blast And weder strong Ei, ei! What this nicht is long And ich with wel michel wrong Soregh and murne and fast