Ab lo temps qe fai refreschar Lo segle e·ls pratz reverdezir Vueil un novel chant comenzar D'un amor cui am e dezir; Mas tan s'es de mi loignada Q'ieu non la puesc aconseguir, Ni de mos digz no s'agrada.	With the season giving youth back to the world and verdancy back to the lawns, I want to begin a new song about a love I love and desire; but she has strayed so much away from me that I cannot reach her and my words don't agree with her.
Ja mai res no·m pot conortar, Abanz mi laissarai morir, Car m'an fag de mi donz sebrar Lauzenjador, cui Deus azir! Las! tan l'aurai desirada Que per lei plaing, plor e sospir, E vau cum res enaurada.	Nothing can comfort me anymore, thus I shall let myself die, for slanderers have made me part from my woman – may god curse them! Alas! I shall have longed for her so much that I weep and cry and sigh for her and go like a senseless thing.
Aqesta don m'auzetz chantar Es plus bella q'ieu no sai dir; Fresc'a color e bel esgar Et es blancha ses brunezir; Oc, e non es vernisada, Ni om de leis non pot mal dir, Tant es fin' et esmerada.	This woman you hear me singing about is so fair I'm at loss for words; fresh of colour and fair of regard, she is of a white which doesn't darken; yes, and she isn't painted, nor is there anyone who can speak ill of her, so noble and refined she is.
E sobre tota·s deu prezar De dig ver, segon mon albir, D'ensegnamen e de parlar, C'anc non volc son amic traïr; Et ieu fols fui la vegada Can crezei ren q'en auzis dir, Ni·l fis so don fos irada.	And one should praise her above all, in my opinion, for her sincere words, her learning and her eloquence, for she never wanted to betray her friend and I was a fool the day that I believed things I had heard about her and did that which would annoy her.
Anc ieu de lei no·m volc clamar, Q'enquer, si·s vol, me pot jauzir, Et a ben poder de donar D'aqo don me pot enrequir; No posc far lonja durada, Qe·l manjar en pert e·l durmir, Car no m'es plus aizinada.	I don't ever want to deplore her, for, still, if she wants, she can make me happy, and it is in her power to give that which would make me rich; I cannot resist for long, for it takes away my food and sleep for she is out of my reach.
Amors es douza a l'intrar Et amara al departir, Q'en un jorn vos fara plorar, Et autre jogar e burdir, Q'eu sai d'amor enseigniada, On plus la cujava servir, Ilh s'es vas mi cambiada.	Love is sweet when it comes and bitter when it goes, for one day it'll make you weep and another scamper and cheer, for I know about learned love: the more I believed I was serving her the more she turned away from me.
Messatges, vai, si Deus ti guar, E sapchas ab mi donz furmir, Qu'eu non puesc lonjamen estar De sai vius ni de lai guerir, Si josta mi despoliada Non la puesc baizar e tenir Dins cambra encortinada.	Messenger, go, and may god keep you, and may you know how to please my lady, for I cannot stay alive for long here nor resist down there unless, after having undressed her, I can kiss and hold her in a curtained room.