Paroles et traduction Corvus Corax - Sic Mea Fata

Sic Mea Fata

Sic mea fata canendo solor,
Ut nece proxima facit olor
Blandus heret meo corde dolor,
Roseus effugit ore color.
Cura crescente, labore vigente,
Vigore labente miser morior;
Tam male pectora multat amor,
A morior, a morior, a morior,
Dum quod amem cogor et non amor.
Felicitate jovem supero,
Si me dignetur, quam desidero
Si sua labra semel novero
Una cum illa si dormiero
Mortem subire, placenter obire,
Vitamque finire, statim potero,
Tanta si gaudia non rupero,
A potero, a potero, a potero,
Prima si gaudia concepero
Ubera cum animadverterem,
Optavi, manus ut involverem,
Simplicibus mammis ut alluderem.
Sic cogitando traxi venerem.
Sedit in ore, rosa cum pudore,
Pulsatus amore, quod os lamberem,
Hei lamberem, hei lamberem, hei lamberem
Luxuriando per characterem.

Sic Mea Fata

Thus do I mourn my fate by singing,
Like a swan that sweetly sings when death is near
A gentle sorrow clings to my heart,
And the rosy color fades from my lips.
As my worries grow and my strength wanes,
My spirit fails and I die in misery;
So cruelly does love punish my heart,
I die, I die, I die,
While I am forced to love but not be loved.
I surpass the fortunate in youth,
If she would deign to notice me whom I desire
If I were ever to kiss her lips
If I were to sleep with her
I could die, pass away peacefully,
And end my life, immediately,
If I didn't ruin such joy,
I could, I could, I could,
If I could only experience those first joys
When I first noticed her breasts,
I longed to wrap my hands around them,
To play with her simple breasts.
Thinking thus, I felt desire.
Her lips, like a rosebud with modesty,
Were kissed by love, which made me lick them,
Oh, I lick them, I lick them, I lick them,
Luxuriating in their character.