Veni coronaberis
Mediæval Bæbes Lyrics


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The most worthye she is in towne
He that seith other do amiss
(And) worthy to ber the crowne
Veni, coronaberis

Ivy is soft and mek of spech
Ageinst all bale she is blysse
Well is he that (may) her rech
Veni, coronaberis
Veni, coronaberis

Ivy is green with colour bright
Of all trees best she is
And that I preve well now be right
Veni, coronaberis
Veni, coronaberis

Ivy bereth beris black
God graunt us all his blisse
For there shall we nothing lack
Veni, coronaberis
Veni, coronaberis
Veni, coronaberis
Veni, coronaberis

Veni, coronaberis
Veni, coronaberis




Veni, coronaberis
Veni, coronaberis

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Mediæval Bæbes's song "Veni coronaberis" describe the worthiness and beauty of a woman in town, who is worthy of wearing a crown. The first two lines express the idea that anyone who thinks otherwise is mistaken. The next two lines emphasize that the woman is not only deserving of the crown, but also of praise and adoration, inviting her to be crowned with flowers. The repetition of "veni, coronaberis" throughout the song reinforces this sentiment and imbues the lyrics with a liturgical quality, as if the song were a hymn or a medieval chant celebrating the woman's virtues.


The third stanza compares the woman to ivy, a plant known for its softness and bright green color. The singer notes that ivy is a source of joy and comfort, and those who have access to it are fortunate. The fourth and final stanza invokes the protective power of God, asking that He blesses us all with the abundance of the earth ("beris black") and that we may never lack anything. The song ends with a repetition of the opening refrain, as if to reinforce the centrality of the woman's worthiness and the hope that all who hear the song might recognize it.


Line by Line Meaning

The most worthye she is in towne
She is the most worthy woman in the town


He that seith other do amiss
Those who speak poorly of her are in the wrong


(And) worthy to ber the crowne
She is deserving of a crown


Veni, coronaberis
Come, you will be crowned


Ivy is soft and mek of spech
Ivy is gentle and mild in her speech


Ageinst all bale she is blysse
She brings happiness in the face of adversity


Well is he that (may) her rech
Fortunate is he who can reach her


Ivy is green with colour bright
Ivy is bright green in color


Of all trees best she is
She is the best of all trees


And that I preve well now be right
And I can prove it to be true now


Ivy bereth beris black
Ivy bears black berries


God graunt us all his blisse
May God grant us all his blessings


For there shall we nothing lack
For there, we shall want for nothing


Veni, coronaberis
Come, you will be crowned


Veni, coronaberis
Come, you will be crowned


Veni, coronaberis
Come, you will be crowned


Veni, coronaberis
Come, you will be crowned




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Comments from YouTube:

Grithron2

Some people really reacted against the arrangements on this album but I like this one (soprano sax and shawm aren't so unalike!)

Chisel Marr

some sick song

Jujulub jok-care

Twelve (s) women in front N' twelve thumbs up + guess what ??..!... une sorcière robot ! Let me put a thirteen one : ) I kind 'o like zis song

Minister Evil

Veni, coronavirus.

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