Текст и перевод песни Corvus Corax - Meie Din Liehter Schin

Meie Din Liehter Schin

Meie, din liehter schin
Und diu kleinen vogelin
Bringent vrouden vollen schrin
Daz si willekommen sin!
Ich bin an den vrouden min
Mit der werlde kranc
Alle tage ist min klage
Von der ich daz beste sage
Und ir holdez herze trage
Daz ich der niht wohl behaage
Von den schulden ich verzage
Daz mir nie gelanc
Also noch genuogen an ir
Dienest ist gelungen
Die nach guoter wibe lone
Höveschlichen rungen
Nü han ich beidiu umbe
Sust gedienetunde gesungen

Lieben wan den ich han
Gein der lieben wolgetan
Der ist immer unverlan
Unde enkan mich niht vervan
Sol diu guote mich vergan
Sanfter waere ich tot
Ich was ie, swiez ergie
Sit daz ich ir künde vie
In ir dienste, des sie nie
Selten mich geniezen lie
Dort und etewenne hie
Swie si mir gebot
Sol ich dienen und des
Ane lon von ir beliben
Sost des übelen mere dan
Des guoten an den wiben
Von dem gelouben möhte mich
Ein keiser niht vertriben

Ungemach mir geschach
Do ich von erste ein wip ersach
Der man ie daz beste sprach
Unde ir guoter dinge jach
Die ir kiusche nie zerbrach
Und ir hövescheit
Ist min har grisgevar
Daz kumt von ir schulden gar
Ir vil liehten ougen klar
Nemet min vil kleine war
So diu minen blickent dar
Anekunterfeit
Wollte sie mit einem gen
Den minen beiden zwieren!
Minne diu gebuitet daz
Diu ougen scharmezieren
Diu liep zwischen wiben
Unde mannen underwieren

Hochgemuot, dar zuo fruot
Ist an jungen manne guot
Der vor schanden ist behuot
Und daz beste gerne tuot
Den begiuzet saelden fluot
Minnet werdiu wip
Fürhtet scham, wibes nam
Der enwirt dir nimmer gram
Ist er guoten wiben zam
Ist sin zunge an schelten lam
Sost er aller tugende stam
Saelic si sin lip
Der daz lop behalte!
Der ist ane missewende;
Aller saelden saelic muoz er sin unz an sin ende
Diu liet ich der werlde zeiner bezzerunge sende

The Light of My Lady Shines

My lady, your light shines bright,
And the little birds sing right,
Bringing joy in full delight,
May they be ever welcome in your sight!
My joys are few and far between,
For the world is cruel and keen,
I mourn each day, it's plain to be seen,
For the one whose praise I always glean,
Whose heart I hold, though it's not serene,
For I fear I'm not what she'd convene,
My failures fill me with chagrin,
For I've always fallen short,
Like many others of my sort,
Who've sought love's favor but been caught,
In a web of unrequited thought,
Courting ladies, but to naught,
Now I've sung and served in vain,
Hoping for a love to gain.

My love, for you I long,
Beautiful and fair, with virtues strong,
My desire for you will never be wrong,
And I will never cease to sing your song,
But if your love for me is gone,
Then death would be a welcome throng,
From the moment I first laid eyes upon you,
I've been your servant, tried and true,
But you've rarely shown me favor due,
Near or far, it's always been the same to you,
Whatever you command, I'll do,
I'll serve you faithfully, though it's in vain,
For the love of you is all I gain,
And if I must live without your grace,
Then let me know, and I'll embrace,
The bitter truth that I must face,
For no emperor could erase,
My belief in love's sweet embrace.

Misfortune struck me from the start,
When I first saw a woman's heart,
Of whom the world spoke only the best,
Praising her virtues, put to the test,
Her chastity, above the rest,
And her courtesy, so rare,
My hair has turned gray with care,
Because of her, I bear,
Her bright eyes, beyond compare,
Take little notice of my stare,
Though mine for her do truly flare,
Without a care,
If she would only turn and meet,
My gaze with hers, so sweet,
Love commands that we should greet,
Our eyes in love's embrace complete,
Love between women,
And men, it can enhance.

High-spirited and wise,
In a young man, these are prize,
Who shuns all shame and lies,
And does what's right before his eyes,
He shall be blessed with fortune's guise,
Love noble women,
Fear shame, and women's name,
They'll never cause you pain,
If to good women you're a flame,
Let your tongue refrain,
From uttering insults or blame,
Then you'll achieve your aim,
And fortune will proclaim,
Your life a blessed frame,
May you be happy to the end, and never know shame,
This song I send to the world, for its betterment and acclaim.