Maid In Bedlam [Turkish translation]

Abroad as I was walking one evening in the spring

I heard a maid in Bedlam so sweetly for sing

Her chains she rattled in her hand and thus replied she;

«I love my love because I know my love loves me»

O cruel were his parents that sent my love to sea

And cruel was the galleon that bore my love from me

Yet I love his parents since they're his, although they've ruined me

I love my love because I know my love loves me

Would I become a swallow ascend into the air

And if I lost my lover and could not find him there

I quickly would become a fish and search the flowing sea

I love my love because I know my love loves me

With straw I weave a garland I'll weave it very fine

With roses, daisies, lilies I'll mix the eglantine

And I'll present it to my love when he returns from sea

I love my love because I know my love loves me

Just as she sat there weeping, her love he came on land

Then hearing she was in Bedlam, he ran straight out of hand

And he flew into her snow-white arms and thus replied he;

«I love my love because I know my love loves me»

So now these two are married and happy may they be

Like turtle doves together in love and unity

All pretty maids with patience wait that have got loves at sea

I love my love because I know my love loves me

• Artist:Owain Phyfe