Paroles et traduction Estampie feat. D-P - Palästinalied

Palästinalied

Nû lebe ich mir alrêrst werde
Sît mîn sündic ouge sihet
Daz hêre lant und ouch die erde
Der man vil der êren gihet.
Nû ist geschehen, des ich ie bat:
Ich bin komen an die stat
Dâ got mennischlîchen trat.
Schœniu lant rîch unde hêre
Swaz ich der noch hân gesehen
Sô bist dûz ir aller êre.
Waz ist wunders hie geschehen!
Daz ein maget ein kint gebar
Hêre über aller engel schar
Was daz niht ein wunder gar?
Hie liez er sich reine toufen
Daz der mensche reine sî.
Dô liez er sich hie verkoufen
Daz wir eigen wurden frî.
Anders wæren wir verlorn.
Wol dir, sper, kriuze unde dorn!
Wê dir, heiden, daz ist dir zorn!
Hinnen fuor der sun zer helle
Von dem grabe, dâ er inne lac.
Des was ie der vater geselle
Und der geist, den nieman mac
Sunder scheiden: êst al ein
Sleht und ebener danne ein zein
Als er Abrahâme erschein.
In diz lant hât er gesprochen
Einen angeslîchen tac
Dâ diu witwe wirt gerochen
Und der weise klagen mac
Und der arme den gewalt
Der dâ wirt an ime gestalt.
Wol ime dort, der hie vergalt!

Palästinalied

I now live utterly anew
Since my sinful eyes behold
The Holy Land, and the soil
Where many an honor is told.
Now is that come to pass which I have long prayed for:
I have come to the place
Where God walked as a man.
Fair lands are rich and noble
Whatever of those I have yet seen
You are the honor of them all.
What wonders have happened here!
That a virgin should bear a child
Lord over all the host of angels
Was not that a miracle indeed?
Here He suffered Himself to be baptized
So that man might be pure.
Here He suffered Himself to be sold
So that we might become free.
Otherwise we would have been lost.
Hail to you, spear, cross, and thorns!
Woe to you, heathen, that is your wrath!
Hence the Son went down to hell
From the grave, where He lay within.
The Father was ever His companion
And the Spirit, whom no man can
Separate: they are one
Plain and even more than a line
As He appeared to Abraham.
In this land He has promised
A day of judgment
Where the widow will be avenged
And the wise may lament
And the poor the violence
That is done to him.
Well for him there, who makes amends here!