Translation of the song lyrics Ludus - Qntal

Ludus (original)

Erat arbor hec in prato
Quovis flore picturato
Herba, fonte, situ grato
Sed et umbra, flatu dato
Stilo non pinxisset Plato
Loca gratiora
Hic dum placet delectari
Delectatque iocundari
Et ab estu relevari
Cerno forma singulari
Pastorellam sine pari
Colligentem mora
Estivali sub fervore
Quando cuncta sunt in flore
Totus eram in ardore
Sub olive me decore
Estu fessum et sudore
Detinebat mora
Que respondit verbo brevit:
«ludos viri non assuevi
Sunt parentes michi sevi
Mater longioris evi
Irascetur pro re levi
Parce nunc in hora!"
Subest fons vivacis vene
Adest cantus philomene
Naiadumque cantilene
Paradisus hic est pene
Non sunt loca, scio plene
His iocundiora
In amorem vise cedo
Fecit Venus hoc, ut credo
«ades!»
inquam «non sum predo
Nichil tollo, nichil ledo
Me meaque tibi dedo
Pulchrior quam Flora!»

(translation)

This tree was
Any flower design on
Grass, fountain, and web site
But also the shadow, the wind blowing
He had not painted in the style of Plato
More acceptable
While here please take pleasure
Pleased to make merry
And you will be relieved
I see a singular form
Pastorella without parity
Getting ready to wait
In the heat of summer
When all things are in bloom
I was all over
Under the olive tree
Weary with the heat and with the sweat of
Delayed
She replied with a brief message:
"I am not used to men's games"
My parents are sevi
mother of prolonged evi
He will be angry
Spare now in the hour
There is a source of active venom
The song of philomene is here
Cantilene of Naiad
This paradise is nearly
There are no places I know fully
these are pleasant
Give me a sharper look
Venus did this
"you are here!"
I say "I am not a robber"
I take nothing, hit nothing
I surrender to you
Prettier than Flora!"