This piece is a legend about a crown of roses, originally written for mixed choir. The story is sounding however exellently by a recorderensemble.. In the bassline there are some double notes.

The English lyrics::

When Jesus Christ was yet a child He had a garden small and wild, Wherein He cherished roses fair, And wove them into garlands there.

Now once, as summer time drew nigh, There came a troop of children by, And seeing roses on the tree, With shouts they plucked them merrily.

Do you bind roses in your hair? They cried, in scorn, to Jesus there, The Boy said humbly: "Take, I pray, All but the naked thorns away."

Then of the thorns they made a crown, And with rough fingers pressed it down, Till on His forehead fair and young, Red drops of blood like roses sprung