For Your Beautiful Eyes, Air de cour by Michel Lambert

Shepherd 1:

For your beautiful eyes, Iris, my love is extreme;

Shepherd 2:

Never was one loved so much, Iris, as I love you;

Shepherd 1:

I weep, I sigh & I am going to die;

Shepherd 2:

I suffer, I languish, with no hope of healing;

Iris:

Shepherds, keep well this flame so beautiful,
And believe that the most faithful
Is the one who can charm me.

The Shepherds:

It is I, beautiful Iris, whom you must love.

Iris:

Time will teach me that, live in hope,
Love is judged by perseverance.

The Shepherds, Iris:

Love is judged by perseverance.

Michel Lambert

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