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Godspeed

"On a loaned tune, singing,
I'll see if I can write a piece
about false small friendship
that takes as easily as it rejects,
then, here it sells and there it buys,
and I will burst if I don't clarify this point.

This love can be misleading,
shave, with its deception, without water,
then, when it has shaved him, it moves on,
it seeks another person to greet,
one to whom it is sweet and familiar,
so much that the fool wastes his time.

I can hardly find women
whose candid friendship doesn't tarnish
and, openly or to everybody's knowledge,
haven't lost all shame
so that the least cheeky
has allowed one corner of it to slip.

For as long as Fair Youth was the father
of the world and Noble Love its mother,
Prowess was kept,
secretly and openly.
But now it has been debased
by dukes, kings and emperors.

Because I'm enough of a witness,
defendant and investigator,
and I see how Youth fades:
it is because Love is lost,
and bereaved of Joy
and [I see] how Love is pensive.

The love that I envision
was born in a noble dwelling,
and the place where it has grown
is protected by branching boughs
from heat and from frost
and from being torn away by a stranger."

-Marcabru

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Godspeed

"On a loaned tune, singing,
I'll see if I can write a piece
about false small friendship
that takes as easily as it rejects,
then, here it sells and there it buys,
and I will burst if I don't clarify this point.

This love can be misleading,
shave, with its deception, without water,
then, when it has shaved him, it moves on,
it seeks another person to greet,
one to whom it is sweet and familiar,
so much that the fool wastes his time.

I can hardly find women
whose candid friendship doesn't tarnish
and, openly or to everybody's knowledge,
haven't lost all shame
so that the least cheeky
has allowed one corner of it to slip.

For as long as Fair Youth was the father
of the world and Noble Love its mother,
Prowess was kept,
secretly and openly.
But now it has been debased
by dukes, kings and emperors.

Because I'm enough of a witness,
defendant and investigator,
and I see how Youth fades:
it is because Love is lost,
and bereaved of Joy
and [I see] how Love is pensive.

The love that I envision
was born in a noble dwelling,
and the place where it has grown
is protected by branching boughs
from heat and from frost
and from being torn away by a stranger."

-Marcabru