Mediaeval Baebes San'c Fuy Belha Ni Prezada Lyrics

San'c fuy belha ni prezada
Ar sui d'aut en bas tornada
Qu'a un vilan sui donanad
Tot per sa gran manentia
E murria, S'ieu fin amic non avia
Cuy disses mo marrimen
E guaita plazen, Qui mi fesson d'alba


If before I was beautiful
And of good reputation
Now I am turned from high to low:
For I am given in marriage to a churlish man
All because of his great wealth,
And I should die, If I did not have a noble lover
To whom I could tell my distress

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