Lonc temps ai estat cubertz, Mas Dieus no vol qu'ieu oimais Puosca cobrir ma besoigna, Dont mi ven ira et esglais. Ez escoutatz, cavallier, S'a ren ai obs ni mestier.	I have been secretive for a long time, but god doesn't want me to be able to cover my need anymore, for which I am sad and afraid. Now listen, knights, if I need, or deserve, anything.
D'aisso vos fatz ben totz certz: Qu'aicels don hom es plus gais Ai perdutz, don ai vergoigna; E non aus dir qui·ls me trais; Et ai ben cor vertadier Car dic tant grand encombrier.	I assure you of this: I have lost (and that shames me) that which makes one most merry; and I don't dare say who took it from me; I have, indeed, a sincere heart, for I admit such an awkward thing.
Mas per so sui tant espertz De dir aisso que er plais Car voill leu gitar ses poigna Totz los maritz de pantais E d'ira e de conssirier, Don moutz m'en fan semblant nier.	But I am in such a hurry to tell that which I lament because I want, post-haste, to relieve all husbands from the fright, the grief and the worry, because of which they look at me askance.
Si·m fatz coindes e degertz Si·m sui eu flacs e savais Volpilz (garnitz e ses broigna); E sui mizels e putnais; Escars, vilan conduchier, De totz lo plus croi guerrier.	Although I act pleasant and gallant, I am, in fact, emaciated and feral, a coward, both unarmed or with a breastplate; and I am leprous and stinking, a base and stingy host, the worst warrior of us all.
Per quez es fols adubertz Totz hom que ia ten a fais S'ieu cortei -- quar ia m'en loigna? -- Sa moiller, pois dans non nais Ad el se son ben sobrier Li mei mal sospir doblier.	Therefore he is an obvious fool whoever is bothered if I court – why ever does he drive me away from her? – his wife; for harm doesn't come to him if my doubled, wretched sighs are even greater.
Car ia tot non fos desertz D'aicels, per qu'om pela·l cais, Tant ai d'als ont me peroigna -- d'autres avols decs on bais -- Per que domna ab cors entier No·m deu prezar un dinier.	For even if I were not deprived of that because of which one tears his beard away, I have so much more to preen myself about – I have further bad habits galore – so that no lady in her good mind would think I'm worth a farthing.
E si mos chans m'es suferz Eu chan, qu'enquers no m'en lais; Pustel'hui sus en sa groigna A totz marit si·s n'irais S'ieu tant grant mon dol plenier Voill cobrir ab alegrier.	And if my singing is tolerated, I['ll] sing, for I don't give up yet; every husband has a pimple on his snout if he gets angry if I wish to cover with gaiety this all-pervading grief of mine.
A dompnas m'en soi profertz E datz, per que m'en ven jais; Si noc'ai poder que i joigna En jazen, ades engrais Solament del desirier E del vezer, qu'als non quier.	I have offered, and given, myself to ladies, and it is a source of joy; if I never have power to add to it while in bed, I am nourished merely by desiring and seeing, since I ask for nothing else.
La comtessa a Monrosier Volgra auzis mon gaug entier.	Let the countess of Montrosier agree to hear my thorough joy.