Ballade Des Dames Du Temps Jadis

Tell me where, in what land
Is Flora, the beautiful Roman
Archipiades, born Thaïs
Who was her first cousin

Echo speaking when noise is made
Over river or on pond
Who had beauty too much more than human
But where are the snows of yesteryear
Who had beauty too much more than human
But where are the snows of yesteryear

Where is the very wise Héloïs
For whom castrated and then monk
Pierre Esbaillart at Saint-Denis
For his love had this penance
Similarly, where is the queen
Who ordered that Buridan
Was thrown in a sack in the Seine
But where are the snows of yesteryear
Was thrown in a sack in the Seine
But where are the snows of yesteryear

The white queen like a lily
Who sang with a siren's voice
Berte with the big foot, Bietris, Alis
Harembourgis who held Maine
And Joan the good Lorraine
That the English burned in Rouen
Where are they, sovereign Virgin
But where are the snows of yesteryear
Where are they, sovereign Virgin
But where are the snows of yesteryear

Prince, do not inquire of the week
Where they are, not of this year
May this refrain not remain with you
But where are the snows of yesteryear
May this refrain not remain with you
But where are the snows of yesteryear