BEL M'ES CAN S'ESCLARZIS L'ONDA ... I LIKE SEEING WAVES ...
Bernard de Venzac trans. James H. Donalson
(from Provençal)

I
Bel m'es can s'esclarzis l'onda
quecs auzels pel jardin
S'esjauzis segon son latin;
Lo chanz per los becs toronda,
Mais eu trop miels que negus.
II
Que scienza jauzionda
M'apres c'al soleilh declin
Laus lo jorn, e l'ost' al matin,
Et a que fol non responda
Ni contra musart no mus.
III
Car l'Avolenza recoinda
A semblan del flot marin,
Per qu'ieu seinhorei mon vezin,
E no vueil ges de mi bonda
So don hom m'apel caüs.
IV
Ia non er mais sazionda
Enveia tro en la fin,
Ni Cobezeza atressi,
Qu'evejos e dizironda
Vai e reven al pertus.
V
Ni non cug mai que•s resconda
Malvestatz, c'a plen camin
Segon ja li ric son traïn,
E canc Avolez' ablonda
Es Malvestatz crup de sus.
VI
Al greu aura la vergonda
Putia de gros bosin,
Mas nafrot baldit baboïn
Ja acueilh, car li aprionda
Soven, qui que s'en graüs.
VII
Car el n'a la clau segonda
Per que•l senher, so•us afin,
Porta capel cornut conin,
C'ab sol un empeut redonda
Si donz, lo ditz Marcabrus.
VIII
E non puesc mudar non gronda
Del vostre dan moilherzin,
E pos res non reman per mi
Si l'us pela l'autre tonda
E reuerc contra raüs.
IX
Que•l vostre domneis sobronda
E sembla joc azenin
E de loc en loc ris canin
E quer com Dieus lo confonda
Qui sobre tot be vol plus.
Tl
Se•l senhorius de Gironda
Poia, endar poiara plus.
T2
Ab que pense com confonda
Paias, so•ilh manda Jhezus.

I
I like seeing waves turn clearer
I like it when garden birds
all rejoice in various song:
all their song resounds with singing
and my singing's best of all.
II
The rejoicing science taught me,
when the sun declines from view:
praise the day and stop before dawn
and don't answer every jester
and with laggards do not lag.
III
All this baseness splashes over
like the waves on ships at sea,
so my neighbor's dominated
lest he spread the word about.this
and I've cuckold for a name.
IV
Satisfaction's not for envy
nor for all the covetous
neither yet for covetousness:
Those who envy and the grasping
always come back to the pits.
V
Nastiness can't go in hiding
now that on the selfsame road
all the rich are following it,
and where baseness is abundant
nastiness mounts up behind.
VI
It's not likely that high-ranking
libertines will feel the shame,
but a cursèd little baboon:
HE will have it as he needs it
(often) and he groans for it.
VII
For he has a second entry,
I assure you, this is why:
husbands hats' have horns from their cunts
for their wives got great by grafting
only, so says Marcabru.
VIII
I just cannot keep from scolding
since you harm your women so,
and there's no one listening to ME:
one shaves hair, another cuts it
but they all shake off the blame.
IX
All your gentry's spilling over
like a stupid jackass trick:
now and then when canines will laugh.
I just hope that God confounds them.
After all, he wants the best.
T1
If Gironde's peers are ascending
even more they can ascend.
T2
If they but confute the Pagans:
Jesus has commanded this.

Trans. Copyright © James H. Donalson 2008


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