Ave Maria,
Gratia plena:
Dominus tecum,
Virgo serena.

Ave cuius conceptio
Solemni plena gaudio,
Caelestia, terrestria,
Nova replet laetitia.

Ave cuius nativitas,
Nostra fuit solemnitas,
Ut lucifer, lux oriens
Verum solem praeveniens.

Ave pia humilitas,
Sine viro fecunditas,
Cuius annnuntiatio
Nostra fuit salvatio.

Ave vera virginitas,
Immaculata castitas,
Cuius purificatio
Nostra fuit purgatio.

Ave praeclara omnibus,
Angelicis virtutibus,
Cuius fuit assumptio
Nostra glorificatio.

O Mater Dei,
Memento mei. Amen.

Hail Mary,
Full of grace,
The Lord is with you
Virgin fair.

Hail whose conception,
Solemn and full of joy,
Newly filled earth and heaven
with happiness.

Hail whose birth
Became our feast,
As the morningstar, a rising light,
You precede the true sun.

Hail, blessed humility,
Inviolate fecundity,
Whose annunciation
Became our salvation.

Hail, true virginity,
Unspotted chastity,
Whose purification
Became our expiation.

Hail, one who shines
With all angelic virtues,
Whose assumption
Became our glorification.

O mother of God,
Be mindful of me. Amen.

Salve Regina mater misericordiae:
Vita, dulcedo et spes nostra, salve.

Ad te clamamus, exsules, filii Hevae.
Ad te suspiramus genmentes et flentes
in hac lacrimarum valle.

Eia ergo, advocata nostra,
illos tuos misericordes oculos ad nos converte.
Et Jesum benedictum fructum ventris tui,
nobis post hoc exsilium ostende.

O clemens, o pia, o dulcis Virgo Maria.

Hail, o queen, mother of mercy:
Our life, our sweetness and our hope, hail.

To you we cry, poor banished children of Eve.
To you we send up our sighs, groaning and weeping
in this valley of tears.

Hasten, therefore, our advocate,
and turn your merciful eyes toward us.
And show us Jesus, blessed fruit of your womb,
after this exile.

O merciful, o holy, o sweet Virgin Mary.

Ut Phoebi radiis soror obvia sidera luna,
Ut reges Salo mon sapientis nomine cunctos,
Ut remi pontum quaerentum velleris aurum,
Ut remi faber instar ha bens super aera pennas,
Ut remi fassolva ces traducere merces,

As the Moon, sister of Phoebus, rules with her rays the stars,
As Solomon rules all kings in the name of the wise,
As the oars of those in quest of the Golden Fleece rule the sea,
As [Daedalus], with wings instead of oars, rules the upper air,
As it is the task of the oar to convey perishable wares,

Petri currere prora,
Sic super omne quod est regnas, o virgo Maria.

As it is the destiny of the Peter’s oar to steer one ship,
So thou, O Virgin Mary, rulest over all that is.

Latius in numerum canit id quoque coelica turba,
Lasso lege ferens aeterna munera mundo
La sol fa ta mi na clara praelustris in umbra,
La sol fa mi ta na dematre recentior ortus,
La sol fa mi re ta quidem na non violata,
Ut rore ta na Gedeon quo.

Rex o Christe Jesu nostri Deus alte memento.

Everywhere the heavenly host in verse sings this also,
Bringing gifts to a tired world according to Law Eternal:
A radiant blossom [Jesus] in shelter quickened bright,
A blossom born from a Mother, as from moistened fleece,
A blossom, Thou, from fleece truly without blemish,
A blossom from fleece (moistened) like Gideon’s by the dew.

O Christ Jesus, King, God on high, remember us.

Scaramella va alla guerra
colla lancia et la rotella,
la zombero, boro, borombetta,
la zombero, boro, borombo.

Scaramella is going off to war
with lance and buckler,
la zombero, boro borombetta,
la zombero, boro, borombo.

Scaramella fa la galla
colla scarpa e la stivalla,
la zombero, boro, borombetta,
la zombero, boro, borombo.

Scaramella is out on a spree
with boot and shoe,
la zombero, boro borombetta,
la zombero, boro, borombo.

In te Domine, speravi,
Per trovar pietà in eterno.

Ma in un trist'e obscuro inferno,
Fui e frustra laboravi.

Rott'e al vento ogni speranza,
Veggio il ciel voltarmi in pianto.

Suspir lacrime m'avanza,
Del mio tristo sperar tanto

Fui ferito, se non quanto
tribulando ad te clamavi.

In te Domine, speravi.

In Thee O Lord did I hope
to find pity for ever.

But in a sad and dark hell
I was, and suffered in vain.

All hope is broken and gone to the wind.
I have seen heaven turn me to weeping.

Only sighs and tears remain
to me of my sad , strong hope.

I was wounded, but in my sorrow
I called upon Thee.

In Thee O Lord did I hope.

El grillo è buon cantore
che tiene longo verso.
dale, beve grillo, canta!

Ma non fa come gli altri uccelli,
come li han cantato un poco,
van’ de fatto in altro loco,
sempre el grillo sta pur saldo.

Quando la maggior el caldo
alhor canta sol per amore.

The cricket is a good singer
who holds a long note.
Go ahead, drink cricket and sing.

But he is not like the other birds,
who sing a little
and then go elsewhere.
The cricket always stands firm.

When it is hottest
he sings alone for love.

Si j’ay perdu mon amy
Je n’ay pas cause de rire,
Je l’avoye sur tous choisi,
Vray Dieu que voules vous dire.

If I have lost my lover
I have no cause for laughing
I chose him above all others
Dear God, what do you want to say?

Il m’avoit iuré sur sa foy
De n’avoir aultre que moy
Morte suis se je ne l’ay
Et qu’en volez vous donc dire de moy.

He swore to me on his faith
When to my joy I chose him
I am dead if I don’t have him
And what do you therefore want to say of me?

Si j’ay perdu mon amy
Je n’ay poinct cause de rire,
Je l’ay si long temps choisi,
Vray Dieu qu’en volez vous dire.

Il y a an et demy
Qu’a mon gre l’avoie choisi,
Morte suis se je ne l’ay
Et qu’en volez vous donc dire de moy.

If I have lost my lover
I surely have no cause for laughing
I chose him such a long time ago
Dear God, what do you want to say?

It’s been a year and a half
When to my joy I chose him
I am dead if I don’t have him
And what do you therefore want to say of me?

--Baisés moy, ma doulce amye,
Par amour je vous emprie.
--Non feray.
--Et pour quoy?
--Se je faisois la folie,
Ma mère seroit marrie.
--Vela de quoy!

--Kiss me, my sweet friend,
For love I beg you.
--I won’t do it.
--And for what reason?
--If I made the folly
My mother would be angry.
--So that’s why!

Plaine de dueil et de mélancolye,
Voyant mon mal qui tousjours multiplye,
Et qu’en la fin plus ne le puis porter,
Contraincte suis pour moy reconforter,
Me rendre’ à toy, le surplus de ma vie.

Full of grief and of melancholy,
Seeing my pain which always multiplies
And which in the end I can no longer carry,
In order to comfort myself I am compelled
To render myself to you, the surplus of my life.

Petite camusette à la mort m’avez mis,
Robin et Marion s’en vont au bois joly,
Ils s’en vont bras à bras, ils se sont endormis,
Petite camusette à la mort m’avez mis.

Little snub-nose, you’ve put me to death,
Robin and Marion go off to the pretty woods,
They go off arm in arm, they go to sleep,
Little snub-nose, you’ve put me to death.

Kyrie

Kyrie eleison.

Lord, have mercy.

Christe eleison.

Christ, have mercy.

Kyrie eleison.

Lord, have mercy.

Gloria

Gloria in excelsis Deo.

Glory to God in the highest,

Et in terra pax

and on earth peace

hominibus bonae voluntatis.

to those of good will.

Laudamus te, benedicimus te,

We praise thee, we bless thee,

adoramus te, glorificamus te.

we adore thee, we glorify thee.

Gratias agimus tibi

We give thanks to thee

propter magnam gloriam tuam.

for thy great glory

Domine Deus, Rex coelestis,

Lord God, heavenly king,

Deus Pater omnipotens.

God the Father almighty.

Domine Fili unigenite, Jesu Christe.

The only-begotten Son, Lord Jesus Christ.

Domine Deus, Agnus Dei,

Lord God, Lamb of God,

Filius Patris.

Son of the Father.

Qui tollis peccata mundi,

Who takes away the sins of the world,

suscipe deprecationem nostram.

receive our prayer.

Qui sedes ad dexteram Patris,

Who sittest at the right hand of the Father,

miserere nobis.

have mercy upon us.

Quoniam tu solus Sanctus.

For thou alone art holy.

Tu solus Dominus.

Thou alone art the Lord.

Tu solus Altissimus,

Thou alone art most high,

Jesu Christe.

Jesus Christ.

Cum Sancto Spiritu

With the Holy Ghost

in gloria Dei Patris.

in the glory of God the Father.

Amen.

Amen.

Credo

Credo in unum Deum,

I believe in one God,

Patrem omnipotentem,

the Father Almighty,