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Pub. 1536.
Lyrics: Anon
Un grand plaisir Cupido me donna
Quand il me mit au lieu tant désiré
Mais faux report, le jaloux, m'abusa,
Qui sous la main de dangier m'a tiré.
Amour le sut et m'en a retiré,
Comme son serf de coeur de corps et d'âme;
Et n'est mon coeur d'autre cas martyré
Que du grief mal qu'en a ma seule dame.
Cupid caused me great joy
When he put me in so coveted a situation;
But envious false report traduced me,
And put me in harm's way.
Love realised, and distanced me again,
As if I were its slave in heart, body and soul;
And my heart is otherwise tortured
By my lonely lady's deep grief.
Un grand plaisir Cupido me donna
Quand il me mit au lieu tant désiré
Mais faux report, le jaloux, m'abusa,
Qui sous la main de dangier m'a tiré.
Amour le sut et m'en a retiré,
Comme son serf de coeur de corps et d'âme;
Et n'est mon coeur d'autre cas martyré
Que du grief mal qu'en a ma seule dame.
Cupid caused me great joy
When he put me in so coveted a situation;
But envious false report traduced me,
And put me in harm's way.
Love realised, and distanced me again,
As if I were its slave in heart, body and soul;
And my heart is otherwise tortured
By my lonely lady's deep grief.