Текст песни The Virgin Martyrs - Cor Aura, Samuel Barber

The Virgin Martyrs

Therefore come they, the crowding maidens
Gertrude, Agnes, Prisca, Cecily
Lucy, Thekla, Juliana, Barbara
Agatha, Petronel, and other maids
Whose names I have read not and now record not
But their souls and their faith were maimed not
Worthy now of God’s company
Wndr’ing through the fresh fields go they
Gath’ring flow’rs to make them a nosegay
Gath’ring roses red for the Passion
Lilies and violets for love