Trei Hansves
Dedh Trei Ügens ha Dew
De Sadorn,
nawhes warn ügens mis Kevardhû.
Saturday,
29th December
E’n curl coth o wheg-oll
a dhavonas dhebm edhyn whath moy. Dres lycklod me alja debry an brâssa radn
anodhans (e’n Oojow Cres saw na en jedh hedhyw). E’n kensa seythen, òja grügyar
e veu diw golobmen, teyr yar Frenk, peder mola dhû (maga dhû avel glow), pemp "besow" owryek (dres lycklod fesonts po owrdynkes), whegh goodh (ow qwerif), ha seyth
elergh (ow neyja). Pana vanket! Na whath, na via da genam – veganes oma!
In the old carol my sweetheart sent me even more
birds. Probably I could eat most of them (in the Middle Ages but not nowadays).
In the first week, after a partridge there were two doves, three French hens, four
colly (as black as coal or “coaly”) birds, five golden "rings" (probably pheasants
or goldfinches/gold spinks), six geese (a-laying), and seven swans (a-swimming).
What a banquet! However, I wouldn’t like it – I’m a vegan!
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