Lyrics Lyke-Wake Dirge - Pentangle

Lyke-Wake Dirge

This ae nighte, this ae nighte, Every nighte and alle, Fire and fleet and
candle-lighte, And Christe receive thy saule.
When thou from hence away art past,
Every nighte and alle, To Whinny-muir thou com’st at last;And Christe receive
thy saule.
If ever thou gavest hosen and shoon, Every nighte and alle, Sit thee down and put
them on;And Christe receive thy saule.
If hosen and shoon thou ne’er gav’st naneEvery nighte and alle, The whinnes sall
prick thee to the bare bane;And Christe receive thy saule.
From Whinny-muir when thou may’st pass, Every nighte and alle, To Brig o' Dread
thou com’st at last;And Christe receive thy saule.
From Brig o' Dread when thou may’st pass, Every nighte and alle, To Purgatory
fire thou com’st at last;And Christe receive thy saule.
If ever thou gavest meat or drink, Every nighte and alle, The fire sall never
make thee shrink;And Christe receive thy saule.
If meat or drink thou ne’er gav’st nane, Every nighte and alle, The fire will
burn thee to the bare bane;And Christe receive thy saule.
This ae nighte, this ae nighte, Every nighte and alle, Fire and fleet and
candle-lighte, And Christe receive thy saule.
Traduzione in inglese moderno (Doug Johnson)
This night, this night,-- Every and all nightsFire and flame and candle
lightAnd Christ receive your soul
When you are past here-- Every and all nightsTo Whinny Moor you’ll come at
lastAnd Christ receive your soul
If ever you gave socks or shoes-- Every and all nightsSit yourself down and put
them onAnd Christ receive your soul
But if socks and shoes you gave no one-- Every and all nights
And Christ receive your soul
When (if) you have passed Whinney Moor-- Every and all nightsTo the Bridge of
Dread you’ll come at lastAnd Christ receive your soul
When (if) you have passed the Bridge of Dread-- Every and all nightsTo the
flames of Purgatory you’ll come at lastAnd Christ receive your soul
If you ever gave food or drink-- Every and all nightsThe fire will never affect
youAnd Christ receive your soul
If you never gave food or drink-- Every and all nightsThe fire will burn you to
the boneAnd Christ receive your soul
This night, this night-- Every and all nightsFire and flame and candle lightAnd
Christ receive your soul