Adieu vous di, tres douce compaynie Puisque de vous departir me convient Per Fortune qui per grant aramie A toute heure de moy grever souvient Tout mon vouloir a rebours me revient Per la fause que toudis m'est contrayre Or pri a Dieu que bien puisse retraire
I bid you adieu, sweetest companion: I must take leave of you. Fortune is doing battle with me and constantly seeks to wound me. She crosses me in everything, treacherously, she is for ever my enemy; may God deliver me from her!