A Chevaliers Lament The Chevalier’s Lament Style: Medieval/Folk ©2005 by Duo Cantores Errant Lyrics by Robert Burns(Schottish Poet (17thC) Music by Marijan/ Turlough Carolan(17thC) Canto by Morgenblume & Marijan I. The small birds rejoice at the green leaves returning The murmuring streamlet runs clear the vale The primroses blow in the dows of the morning And wild scattered cowslips bedeck the green dale But what can give pleasure, and what can seem fair When the lingering moments, are numbered by care No birds sweetly singing, nor flowers gaily sprining Can soothe the sad bosom, of joyless despair. II. The deed that I dared, could it merit their malice A king and a father, to place on his throne His right are these hills, and his right are these valleys Where wild birds find shelter, but I can find none But ‘tis not my suff’ring, thus wretched forlorn My brave gallant friends, tis your ruin I mourn Your faith proved so loyal, in hot bloody trail Alas, can I make it, no sweeter return. Back