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(anonym, severn Francie, 13. st.)

Paris, Bibl. De l’Arsenal 5198
Pris, Bibl. nat. , nouv. Acq. Fr.1050 Rayn. 577

En mai au douz tens nouvel
que raverdissent prael
oi sor un arbroisel
chanter le rosignolet.

Saderaladon tan bon fet
dormir lez le buissonet.

Si com g’estoie pensis
lez le buissonet m’assis
un petit m’i endormi
au douz chant de l’oiselet.

Saderaladon…

Au resveillier que je fis
a l’oisel criai merci
qu’il me doint joie de li
s’en serai plus jolivet.

Saderaladon…

Et quan je fui sus levez
ci conmenz a citoler
at fis l’oiselet chanter
devant moi el pr elet.

Saderaladon…

Li rosignolet disoit
par un pou qu’il n’enrajoit
du grant duel que il avoit
que vilains l’avoit i.

Saderaladon…

In May in the sweet, new times (season)
When the meadows grow green again
I heard on a small tree /shrub
The nightingale sing

Saderaladon
It's so good
To sleep beside the small bush

As I was thoughtful
I sat down beside the little bush
I slept there a little
To the sweet singing of the little bird

Saderaladon...

When I woke up
I asked the bird a favor:
Let him rejoice me
I'd be more cheerful/gay/happy.

Saderaladon...

And when I got up
I began playing my citole
And made the little bird sing
In front of me, in the meadow.

Saderaladon...

The little nightingale said
That it nearly went mad
From the great sorrow it had
Because a villein had heard it.

Saderaladon...

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