[NoteWorthy ArtWare][NoteWorthy Composer]Chris D'AQUINOAanwhSomer Is Y-Cumen InAnon/DafyddCopyright © 1998 by D GreaggAll Rights ReservedNF1F20.50000000 0.50000000 0.50000000 0.50000000Unnamed-000Standardò<ðÿ@Sing cu-cu nu, sing cu-cu; So-mer is y-cu-men in, lhu-de sing cu-cu; gro-weth sede and blo-weth med and springth the wude a-new, sing cu-cu. A-we ble-teth af-ter lhomb lowth af-ter cal-ve cu; bul-loc ster-teth buc-ke ver-teth mur-ie sing cu-cu! Cu-cu, cu-cu, wel sing-est thu cu-cu ne swic thu na-ver nu.²[Loot & pil-lage, loot, pil-lage!] So-mer is y-cu-men in, time to sail a-way. Eng-land's neat and France is sweet; all Vi-kings well may say: "Loot, pil-lage!" Pack the drak-kar, clean your sword and set the sail on high. Time to greet them, let's go meet them, then we'll wave good-bye. Loot & pil-lag-e i-s our de-light, whether mor-ning, noon or night.yúÿ´P    þû*ýþýûRoundÿ   ÿÿP @ @ û*     û*        û*     ÿ ÿ                     ÿ   ÿ   @ @ @ @    @ @