Forefather - Miri It Is lyrics

Miri it is while summer last With fugheles song Oc nu neheth windes Blast And weder strong Ei, Ei! What this night is long! And ich with wel michel wrong Soregh and murn and fast* Miri it is 'tween dark and dark This fleeting stage Till we return back to the night From whence we came And henceforth our spears take aim Hope to win eternal fame Hear our names e'er more