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Assatz m'es bel del temps essuig, Quand la douz gem e la fonz bruig E son li prat reverdezit, Pesa·m de Joven car s'en fuig, C'a penas troba qui·l convit. Ben son l'enganador destruig, Can l'uns pechat a l'autr' aduig, El fuoc del malign esperit, Que fai dir de l'enfan :so·m cuig, Mieus es, ditz cel que l'a noirit. Savis es qui lo fuoc destreing, Qu'estra grat sobre lui non reing, Que puois a lo fuocs envazit Son ardimen, c'ad el si gleing, Tart remanra senes mal crit. Moillerat, segon l'endeveing, Que·us es a venir vos enseing, Mas si m'avetz espaorit C'usquecs n'a son coratge feing, Per que no m'es engal grazit. A cum fo tan fer ni esquiu Q'estrains quezes en autrui niu Mas aras s'en son esbaudit Si qu'el camin descobertiu Van assegurat e plevit. Tant cremon lo feu qu'ieu vos diu, La flama la bras'e·l caliu C'ar de tant se son enferzit Que bravas en son e braidiu Las moillers e·il drut e·il marit. Qui m'entend[r]ia s'ieu dic be? Q'ara·m membra de que·m sove, D'un volpillatge e d'un ardit C'ai agut, puois fui pros ancse Et ancaras no m'a giquit. De sol la paor ai faich fre Que majormen aura faich me Plus fort d'un caval arabit, E si l'agues faich d'autra re, Mos ardimens m'agr' enriquit. Mon volpillatge teing tant car Qu'el m'enseigna de cui mi gar De gran fol e d'enfan petit, E dei me tres vetz doctrinar Mon affar anz que si'auzit. Mon ardimen non dei laissar Ni creire de tot mon affar, Ni nuills autre no m'a desdit Que leu de mon privat disnar C'Aventura de joi partit. Moillerat tuich estatz a frau Que chascus rendetz mau per mau Mas tot vos er contramerit Et ieu guiarai ves Angau. Guianna cridon en Peitau Valia dissend contr' avau E qui d'escaravaich fai guit En avol luoc perpren ostau. Per so, son Angevin aunit, E qui d'escarabot fai guit En avol loc perpren ostau. |
I like the dry season when the spring shrieks and the fountain murmurs, and the meadows are green and Youth saddens me, for it slips away: it hardly finds who invites it. The deceivers are well destroyed in the fire of the Ill One when one leads the other into such sin, which makes the one who fed him say "I think he's mine" about a child. Wise is the one who prevents fire from dominating in spite of himself, because, once the fire wins over his resistance, it sticks to him, and this will hardly be without causing evil rumours. Married people, about the future that awaits you I will inform you, but you've scared me so (while every [other] conceals his thoughts) because I am not held in as high esteem. Ah! It was a very wild and cruel thing that a stranger would seek to put himself in another's nest! But, nowadays, everyone enjoys it so that, in this hidden path, they walk safe and confident. One burns so much, in the fire I tell you about, in the flame, the embers and the coals that they have now become so furious that they have become brazen, because of it, and savage, the wives and lovers and husbands. Who would understand me, if I spoke well? for now I remind myself of what I recall, a cowardice and a bravery that I've had since I knew courage: and I still have that. Out of fear alone I made a rein, otherwise, I would have made myself stronger than an Arabian horse, and if I had made it out of something else, my bravery would have made a big deal of it. I hold my cowardice in high esteem, because it teaches me whom I have to watch out for, for a great fool and a little child. And I have to ponder three times about my business before it is heard. As for my bravery, I must neither abandon it nor believe it in all my affairs and no one else was able to contradict me and told me to get up from my private meal Good Fortune gave to me. Married , you are all at fault: in giving, each of you, ill for an ill but everything will come back to you, and I will guide you towards Anjou. "Guiana!", they cry in Poitou, "Valour descend against Anjou!" And he who takes a dung-beetle for a guide prepares his lodgings in a vile place. For this, the Angevins are reviled, And he who takes a beetle for a guide prepares his lodgings in a vile place. |