13th C anonymous transcript:

Worldes blis ne last no throwe,
hit wit ant wend a wey a non;
The lengur that hich hit i knowe
The lasse hic finde pris ther on,
for al hit is imeynd wyd kare,
mid sorewe ant wid uuel fare,
ant at the laste pouere ant bare
hit let mon, wen hit ginnet a gon.
al the blisse this here ant there
bi louketh at hende wop ant mon.

Worldly bliss lasts but a moment;
it is here then it disappears.
The longer I experience it,
the less value I find in it.
For it is mingled with cares,
with sorrows, and with failures;
and in the end it leaves man poor and naked
when it departs.
All the bliss here and there
amounts, in the end, to weeping and moaning

Worldes Blis

Cover from  a song by City & Colour for 2010 Gasoline Rainbows compilation album.  A completely raw recording of me having a bash at harmonies and production!

Original
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V5icSscIXmk&list=PL5F630627307EB51D

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