Текст песни Adulterous

Lord who createdest man in wealth and store
Thought foofishly he lost the same
Decaying more and more and more

Till he became most poore with thee
O let me rise as larks harmonisiously

And sing this day thy victoris
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My tender age in sorrows did beginne
And still with sickness and shame
Thou didst so punish sinne

That I became most thinne with thee
O let me combine
And fell this day thy victorie