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Doas cuidas ai compaignier Que·m donon joi e destorbier, Per la bona cuida m'esjau E per l'avol sui aburzitz! D'aital cuidar Doutz et amar Es totz lo segles replenitz, Si qu'ieu for' ab los esmaitz Si tant no saubes ben e mau. En dos cuidars ai conssirier A triar lo frait de l'entier, Be·l teing per devin naturau Qui de cuit conoisser es guitz! De fol cuidar No·m sai gardar, Que s'ieu cuich esser de bon fiz E·l fols m'en bruig long los auzitz, E·m tornaran d'amon d'avau. La uostra cuida, soudadier, Fai eluschar los bals Gaifier Qu'envis si balans' enegau La cuid'e·l prometres faillitz! Nostre cuidar Fai desviar Lo mons don issic la soritz, C'aissi vei los rics sordezitz, C'un pro contra donar non au. Ai fo natz e bateiatz ier Cil qui·m cuiet far enconbrier Als vezis man que jes no·l lau Can cuia contrafar soritz, Que per cuidar Cuich esser bar La cuid'es long' e·l faitz blasitz, Car de folla cuid' eis fols critz, Leu notz a presen et a frau. Cuiador d'amor volatgier Son de folla cuida mainier, Qu'en mil no·n trob una corau D'aqestas amors cuidairitz, Pero cuidar Non dei blasmar Del tot, que Jovens for' aunitz! Si cuiars d'Amor fos oblitz Jois fora tombatz en canau. Moillerat cuidan volontier E seguentre·l vin e·l sabrier Mouta folla cuida esgau, Per que·l segles deven mestitz! Tals vol cuidar En bona part, Non enten que Marcabrus ditz Que femnas et enfans petitz Ant una menda comunau. Dompnas follas de fol mestier Son per cuit e fol cavallier, Paubr' orgoillos de cuida brau Acolza Dieus acaitivitz C'anc per cuidar Non vim granar La cima plus que la razitz! Qu'en bona cuid'es hom peritz Si mieiller obra no·i abau. Cuidan s'en van lo tort sentier Siulan tavan per esparvier E laisson la dreita carrau Per lo conseill dels garaignitz Que fant cuidar Al ric avar So don Jovens es marchezitz, E Jois es entre·ls francs faillitz, Tornatz de Basan en Bertau. |
I have two thoughts for company that give me joy and trouble: I rejoice because of the good one and I am wretched because of the bad one. By such a bittersweet thought the world entire world is filled, so I'd be among the clueless if I didn't know good from bad so well. I pursue two lines of thought, separate the part from the whole. I consider a natural mystic him who can guide us to know [our] thought[s]! I don't know how to keep myself from foolish thoughts because, if I think I am thinking straight, foolishness just comes rustling in my ears and I fall from high to low. Your thinking, mercenaries, makes Gaifier's dances lose their balance, for intention and empty promise don't match each other, in spite of them. Our thoughts are warped by the mountain which gave birth to the mouse, which is how I see the rich decay, for I did not hear [a single] one come give bountifully. Alas! He was born and baptized yesterday who thought he'd put hurdles in my way! I let my neighbours know that I disapprove, when he thinks of acting like a mouse; and he who, in his thoughts fancies himself a baron has thoughts that are far-fetched and acts that lead nowhere, for foolish thought engenders foolish rumours and these easily harm, either openly or in secret. Those who think of adulterous love are the victims of a foolish fantasy, because I can't find a sincere one in a thousand of these dreamy loves; but I should not lay the blame entirely, because Youth would be hated! And if thoughts of love were put into oblivion, Joy would be dead in a ditch. Married people fantasize easily and, after wine and pretzels, many foolish thoughts haunt [them], through which the world becomes base. One fancies himself thinking very clearly but does not understand what Marcabru says, that women and children have a common bias. Ladies are crazy with foolish desires, knights are foolish because of fantasies: [because of them] the proud poor have gone wild. May God welcome these unfortunate! Because facts of thought we never saw turning green at the top more than they do at the root. For, with a good thought, a man can die, if it isn't supported by an even better work. Thinking, they follow the crooked path, whistling to a horsefly as if it were a goshawk, and leave the straight path following the advice of stingy people who inspire, in the rich miser, that through which Youth is withered, and Joy bankrupt among earnest men and fallen from Bazan to Bertaut. |