Tmeiskin was jonck By: Heinrich Isaac


Singable Translation PDF By: Carol Anne Perry Lagemann (CC BY SA 4.0)


Number of Voices: 4
Voicings: STTB , ATTB
Date: 15th - 16th century
Language: Dutch
Tags: translation lied


LyricsPoetic Translation
Tmeiskin was jonck,She was quite young,
wel van passe, niet te groet.And she was the perfect size.
Ic quam gheloepen met eenem spronck.In fervor toward her myself I flung
Ic custe se an haren roede mont.And kissed her on her mouth of rosy red.
Scoen lief, ghy compt zo selden."My love, you come so rarely,
Ey ridder, seyt so edel ghenoet,My champion, princely hero, my prize;
hu liefde quelt my totter doet.This yearning love is my demise."
Heinrich IsaacCarol Anne Perry Lagemann

Direct Translation

See Mick Swithinbank's work at Choral Public Domain Library.