Bryd one brere, brid, brid one brere,
Bird on a briar, bird, bird on a briar,
Kynd is come of love, love to crave
Mankind is come of love, love thus craves.
Blythful biryd, on me thu rewe
Blissful bird, have pity on me,
Or greyth, lef, greith thu me my grave.
Or dig, love, dig thou for me my grave.
Hic am so blithe, so bryhit, brid on brere,
I am so blithe, so bright, bird on briar,
Quan I se that hende in halle:
When I see that handmaid in the hall:
Yhe is whit of lime, loveli, trewe
She is white of limb, lovely, true,
Yhe is fayr and flur of alle.
She is fair and flower of all.
Mikte ic hire at wille haven,
Might I her at my will have,
Stedefast of love, loveli, trewe,
Steadfast of love, lovely, true,
Of mi sorwe yhe may me saven
From my sorrow she may me save
Ioye and blisse were were me newe.
Joy and bliss would renew me.