Текст и перевод песни Maria del Mar Bonet - Cobles de la divisio del regne de mallorca

Cobles de la divisio del regne de mallorca

Espès e molt sovent
Per plorar los ulls se torca
- Qui sóts vós, dona plasent
A qui el cor se desconhorta? -
- Vei enveja qui aporta
Mos fills, e perdició.
Si volets saber qui só
Só la illa de Mallorca.

Mos fills desobedients
Als estranys m'han subjugada.
Per los llurs mal regiments
Concòrdia han gitada.
No em sé per quina raó
Los meus fills m'han avorrida,
Ne per què divisió
Entre ells és establida.
Si ma gent era unida
Viurien segurament.

- Senyora, antigament,
Ans que fóssets crestiana,
Havia gran uniment
En la vostra gent pagana.
Mai no fou tal unió
De migjorn a tramuntana.

Verse on the Division of the Kingdom of Mallorca

Often and gladly
Do I turn my tearful eyes
- Who are you, lovely lady
Whose heart is troubled so? -
- I see envy approaching
My sons, and they are lost.
If you wish to know who I am
I am the island of Mallorca.

My disobedient sons
Have subjugated me to strangers.
By their evil ways
They have cast aside harmony.
I do not know why
My sons have abhorred me,
Or why division
Has been established among them.
If my people were united
They would live in peace.

- Lady, in ancient times,
Before you were a Christian,
There was great unity
Among your pagan people.
Never was there such union
From south to north.