Aoede

Aoede - Theatre Of Tragedy
Parch'd of words parch'd of lauds
Lorn and tyned fro my wame
Seech I more perforce indeed
Lap I of thee Thou art want
With dulcet gust thine floret
Which I yet would not do
Pray I thee for thine avail
Lave me in it I want more
For my loe not be adust
Come see as the wind Chant
I let thee come in
Come see as the wind Aoede
Come see as the wind Aoede
Come see as the wind Aoede
As of lote upon thee dote
Lowing 'tis true forsooth
Tisn't a tongue nay merely mote
Thou art grandly mae than couth
Eft and e'er doth it eke
I am what I do behold
For my loe not be adust
Come see as the wind Chant
I let thee come in
Come see as the wind Aoede
Come see as the wind Aoede
Come see as the wind Aoede
Come see as the wind Aoede
I let thee come in
Come see as the wind Aoede
Come see as the wind Aoede
I let thee come in
Come see as the wind Aoede
Come see as the wind Aoede
I let thee come in
Come see as the wind Aoede
Come see as the wind Aoede
I let thee come in
Come see as the wind Aoede
Come see as the wind Aoede
I let thee come in .......