Here is my .PDF of “I sing of a maiden”
Here is the robot clarionet rendition:
I sing of a maiden that is makeless;
King of all kings to her son she ches.
He came all so still where his mother was
As dew in April that falleth on the grass:
He came all so still to his mother’s bower,
As dew in April that falleth on the flower.
He came all so still where his mother lay,
As dew in April that falleth on the spray.
Mother and maiden was never none but she:
well may such a lady God’s mother be.
As usual, this work is under a CC by-SA license, meaning you can download, sing, arrange and perform it for free, on condition that you share any derivative works: you must allow recordings, for example.