Thomas Ravenscroft - Hodge Trillindle to his Zweet hart - текст песни (слова)

Coame Malkyn, hurle thine oyz at Hodge Trillindle, 
 And zet a zide thy Distaue and thy Zpindle, 
 a little little tyny let a ma brast my minde, 
 to thee which I haue vownd as ghurst as ghinde, 
 yet loaue ma (Zweet, Zweet, Zweet,) a little tyny vit, 
 and wee a little little Wedelocke wooll gommit, 
 a little little tyny Wedelocke wooll gommit, 
 y vaith wooll wee, that wee woll y vaith lo. 
 
 Zegund bart vollowes.