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Anon
(1545)
Du corps absent
(A.T.)
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Included in Rhaw's Bicinia Gallica (vol. 2), 1545. An unattributed two part arrangement of a chanson by Jean Maillard.
Lyrics: Anon
Du corps absent le cœur ie te présente
Qui loyaument sans fin te servira;
Et en tous lieux comme ton serf irai
Vivant d'espoir, se nourissant d'attente.
Sans liberté qu'un bon esprit regrette,
L'homme ne peut son amour découvrir;
Car quand il veut du cœur la porte ouvrir,
Danger la clôt d'une honte secrète.
I give to you the heart from a body not present,
Which will serve you loyally forever.
And I will go everywhere as your vassal
Living in hope and feeding on expectancy.
Without that liberty, for which a worthy soul yearns,
A man cannot reveal his love;
For when he wishes to open the door to his heart,
The impediment of suppressed shame slams it shut.
Du corps absent le cœur ie te présente
Qui loyaument sans fin te servira;
Et en tous lieux comme ton serf irai
Vivant d'espoir, se nourissant d'attente.
Sans liberté qu'un bon esprit regrette,
L'homme ne peut son amour découvrir;
Car quand il veut du cœur la porte ouvrir,
Danger la clôt d'une honte secrète.
I give to you the heart from a body not present,
Which will serve you loyally forever.
And I will go everywhere as your vassal
Living in hope and feeding on expectancy.
Without that liberty, for which a worthy soul yearns,
A man cannot reveal his love;
For when he wishes to open the door to his heart,
The impediment of suppressed shame slams it shut.