Anc ieu non l'aic mas elha m'a I never held it but it holds me
totz temps en son poder Amors all the time in its bail, Love,
e fai'm irat let, savi fol
cum selhui qu'en re nos torna,
c'om no's defend qui ben ama,
qu'Amors comanda
qu'om la serv'e la blanda:
per qu'ieu n'aten
sufren
bona partida
quan m'er escarida.
Eu dic pauc q'ins el cor m'esta
q'estar me fa temen paors;
la lenga's feing mas lo cors vol
so don dolen si sojorna:
ie'n languis, mas no s'en clama
qu'en tant a randa
cum mars terra guaranda
non a tan gen,
prezen
cum la cauzida
qu'ieu ai encobida.
Tant sai son pretz fin e certa
per qu'ieu no'm puesc virar alhors;
per so fatz ieu que'l cor m'en dol,
can soleilz clau ni sojorna:
eu non aus dir qui m'aflama;
lo cor m'abranda
e'ill uelh n'an la vianda,
quar solamen
vezen
m'estai aizida.
Ve'us que'm ten a vida!
Fols es qui per parlar en va
quer com sos jois sia dolors,
que lauzengier, cui Deus afol,
non an ges lengua adorna:
l'us cosselh'e l'autre brama,
per que's desmanda
amors c'als fora granda;
mas ieu'm defen
fenhen
de lor bruida
e a em ses falhida.
and makes me glad in anger, fool in wisdom
as one that never can fight back,
because one who loves well cannot defend himself.
'cause love commands
that men serve and soothe it:
for which I expect,
suffering,
a good reward,
whenever it is granted.
I tell little of what's in my heart:
fear makes me silent and scared;
tongue hides but heart wants
what on which, in pain, broods so:
I languish, but I do not complain
because so far
as the sea embraces the earth
there's none so kind,
actually,
as the chosen one
for whom I long.
I so know her value, certain and true,
that I cannot turn elsewhere;
I do so that my heart aches,
when the sun sets and rests:
I don't dare say who inflames me;
my heart burns
but my eyes are fed,
because only
seeing her
has been left to me.
See, you, what keeps me alive!
Foolish is he who, for the sake of speech,
turns his joy into pain,
because slanderers, God curse them,
never have a nice tongue:
one whispers, the other brays,
and so withdraws
a love that would be great;
but I fight back,
disguising,
their blame,
and love with no hesitation.
 Pero jauzen me te e sa That's why it keeps me happy and fine
ab un plazer ab que m'a sors; with a favour with which it has raised me;
mas mi no passara ja'l col but it will never pass trough my throat,
per paor qui'l no'm fos morna, for fear that she gets gloomy,
q'enquera'm sen de la flama since I still feel the flame
d'Amor qui'm manda of Love, that orders me
que mon cor non espanda: not to spread my mind:
si fatz coven, I swear it,
temen, frightened,
pus vei per crida because I've seen many a love
manht'amor delida deleted by its fame.

Maint bon chantar levet e pla Many a light and easy song
n'agr'ieu plus fait si'm fes secors I would have made, had she come to my help,
cil q'em dona joi e'l me tol, the one who gifts me with joy and takes it away,
q'er sui letz er m'o trastorna, 'cause now I'm glad and now she turns me:
car a son vol me liama. I am bound to her will.
Re no'il demanda Nothing asks
mos cors ni no'ill fai guanda, my heart, nor does it flee her,
mas franchamen but, earnestly,
li'm ren: I surrender to her:
donc, si m'oblida, if she then forgets me,
Merces es perida. mercy is dead.

Mielz-de-ben ren, Tell Better-Than-Good,

si't pren, if she takes you,
chanzos grazida gracious song,
qu'Arnautz non oblida. that Arnaut does not forget.

Mai l’he tingut però Amor em té completament sota el

seu poder i em torna la tristesa en alegria i el seny en
bogeria com aquell que no fa res, i jo no poso resistència
perquè bé estimo perquè Amor comanda i jo el serveixo
en tendresa per la qual cosa jo n’espero, patint, una bona
recompensa quan tingui sort.