Corpus Christi Carol

He bear her off, he bear her down, he bear her into an orchard ground
Lully lullay, lully lullay, the falcon hath borne my mate away
And in that orchard there was a hold, that was hanged with purple and gold
And in that hold there was a bed, and it was hanged with gold so red
Lully lullay, lully lullay, the falcon hath borne my mate away
And on this bed there lieth a knight, his wounds bleeding day and night
By that bedside kneeleth a knight, and she weepeth both night and day
Lully lullay, lully lullay, the falcon hath borne my mate away
By his bedside standeth a stone, Corpus Christi written thereon

By Benjamin Britten and Jeff Buckley
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