Текст и перевод песни Azam Ali - A Chantar m'er

A Chantar m'er

A chantar m'er de so qu'eu no volria
Tant me rancur de lui cui sui amia
Car eu l'am mais que nuilla ren que sia
Vas lui nom val merces ni cortezia
Ni ma beltatz ni mos pretz ni mos sens
C'atressi m sui enganad' e trahia
Com degr' esser, s'eu fos dezavinens

D'aisso m conort, car anc non fi faillensa
Amics, vas vos per nuilla captenenssa
Ans vo am mais non fetz Seguis Valensa
E platz mi mout quez eu d'amar vos vensa
Lo meus amics, car etz lo plus valens
Mi faitz orgoil en digz et en parvensa
Et si etz francs vas totas autras gens

Meraveill me cum vostre cors s'orgoilla
Amics, vas me, per qui'ai razon queu.m doilla
Non es ges dreitz c'autr' amors vos mi toilla
Per nuilla ren que.us diga ni acoilla
E membre vos cals fo.l comensamens
De nostr'amor! ja dompnedeus non voilla
Qu'en ma colpa sia.l departimens

Valer mi deu mos pretz e mos paratges
E ma beutatz e plus mos fins coratges
Per qu'eu vos man lai on es vostr' estatges
Esta chanson, que me sia messatges
E voill saber, lo meus bels amics gens
Per que vos m'etz tant fers ni tant salvatges
No sai si s'es orgoills o mal talens

Mais aitan plus voill li digas, messatges
Qu'en trop d'orgoill an gran dan maintas gens

A Chantar m'er

I sing of what I should not
So much I resent him whom I love
For I love him more than anything else
With him, neither pity nor courtesy
Nor my beauty nor my worth nor my intellect
I am as deceived and betrayed
As I would be, if I were to be unwise

I comfort myself, for I have never been wrong
Friend, towards you, in any deceitful way
On the contrary, I love you more than Seguis Valensa
And it pleases me that I surpass you in love
My friend, for you are the most worthy
It makes me proud to tell and show
And you are generous with everyone else

I wonder how your heart can be so proud
Friend, towards me, for which I have reason to grieve
It is not right that another love should take you from me
For anything that he says or does to you
And remember what the beginning of our love was
May God forbid
Let it not end because of my fault

My worth and my lineage should be of value to me
And my beauty and my fine heart even more
That is why I send you this song where you are staying
May it be my messenger
And I want to know, my beautiful and gentle friend
Why you have become so fierce and untamed towards me?
I do not know if it is pride or malice

But tell him this, messenger
Many people have been greatly harmed by excessive pride