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Raimon de Miraval
Little Song, You Will Win
Little song, you will win
For you made me a Rossilhos
And fools that we believed
For I didn't see your companions
Of a new song, that everyone echoes
That ladies are like lions!
Now they strike the stones of Alzona
For the first can enter the one who gives the most
And if I’ve had joy in everything
I want to be mine and beautiful
For I don’t want in the name of a cuckold
To have the empire of griffins!
I have another that gives me more pleasure
Her words, for another abandons me
For the one who falsely loves reasons
And a lady who recreates for the night
But, if I knew they were lions
I would have the iron horse
For of them, there’s no power
Men, if they’re not of such a kind!
With a lady’s love received
For to have it, it’s of good worth moved
That, if I knew to have it come
My love wouldn’t have been so hard
And it will make others look
That they can value at rest
But don’t raise it from songs
Instead, it goes from me in bitterness
For it says that I want to raise it in a rush
And doesn’t want to be so far away!
And it’s worth more in lost beauty
That her false beauty would have sold
To Baut outside the command
That I never want to have a part
And I don’t know another dance
But when I trust my hearing
I have false shields, so quickly you let yourself be torn
That one from you doesn’t dare to wait
And I have you well in heart to carve!
If I could lift you up, I would make you descend
I have the desire to die
For the beauty that is so poorly crafted
Yes, and so fine is her charm
That never loves a bastard!
And, if he wanted my heart to understand
All other joys would be against my lesser
And already with a kiss, if he wanted to extend me
It wouldn’t make me pull away or retreat
Song, go to my Most Loyal return
And tell him that I know a lady to sell.