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Eueri moment ich am aweye

Poem (Canso): 

Eueri moment Ich am aweye,
Thee wille Ich adoure and but thinke:
Woldestow coude me ioyne in pleye
And of thy lippes wolde I ful drinke.
Remembre me, er mony a deye
Will I retourne to loueres swinke:
Woldestow coude me ioyne in pleye
And of thy lippes wolde I ful drinke.

Translation: 

Every moment that I am away (from you),
I will adore you and think only this:
If you could but join me in pleasure
And if I could drink of your lips.
Remember me, as before too long
I will return to this lover's work:
If you could but join me in pleasure
And if I could drink of your lips.