Gustav Holst - In Youth Is Pleasure - текст песни (слова)

In arbour green asleep I lay,
 The birds sang sweet in the middle of the day
 I dreamed fast of mirth and play
 In youth is pleasure,
 In youth is pleasure.
 
 Methought I walked still to and fro
 And from her company I could not go
 But when I waked it was not so
 In youth is pleasure,
 In youth is pleasure.
 
 Therefore my heart is surely plight
 Of her alone to have a sight,
 Which is my joy and hearts delight
 In youth is pleasure,
 In youth is pleasure.
    
(Based on a text in English by R. Wever, probably Richard Wever (c1500?-1560?), title unknown, from An Enterlude called Lusty Juventus, published 1565)