Cooing And Wooing,

By riverside are cooing.

A pair of turtledoves;

A good young man is wooing.

A fair maiden he loves,

Water flows left and right.

Of cress long here, short there,

The youth yearns day and night.

For the good maiden fair.

His yearning grows so strong,

He can not fall asleep,

But tosses all night long,

So deep in love, so deep!

Now gather left and right

Cress long or short and tender!

O lute, play music pight

For the pide sweet and slender!

Feast friends at left and right

On cress cooked till tender!

O bells and drums, delight

The pide so sweet and slender!