Beatriz of Dia - A chantar m'er de so
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- The Comtessa de Dia (Countess of Die), probably named Beatritz or Beatriz (1140-1175), was a trobairitz (female troubadour). She is only known as the comtessa de Dia in contemporary documents, but was almost certainly named Beatriz and likely the daughter of Count Isoard of Diá (a town northeast of Montelimar in southern France). She was married to William of Poitiers, but was in love with and sang about Raimbaut of Orange (1146-1173). Beatrice's poems were often set to the music of a flute. Five of her works survive, including 4 cansos and 1 tenson. "A chantar m'er de so" is the only existing song by Beatriz which survived with music.
The song is taken from the album "Le Royaume Oublié - La Tragédie Cathare" (2010). Pictures feature Eva Green as Sibylla, Queen of Jerusalem, in the "Kingdom of Heaven" - เพลง
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Imagine being so mad at your boyfriend that you compose a jam like this, give it to a performer, and send that performer to your boyfriend's house to sing about how mad you are at him. Damn.
lmaooo
Also better going by myself like chanteur at my boyfriend's house, to sing the pure love and the supreme beauty he blooms in my soul.
I long for the chance to experience the ancient world . The energy , the authenticity of everything
While being married and no one cares
Translation:
I must sing of what I do not want,
I am so angry with the one whom I love,
Because I love him more than anything:
Neither mercy nor courtesy moves him,
Neither does my beauty, nor my worthiness, nor my good sense,
For I am deceived and betrayed
As much as I should be, if I were ugly.
I take comfort because I never did anything wrong,
My friend, towards you in anything,
Rather I love you more than Seguin did love Valensa,
And I am greatly pleased that I conquered you in love,
My friend, because you are the most worthy;
You are arrogant to me in words and appearance,
And yet you are so friendly towards everyone else.
I wonder at how you have become so proud,
My friend, towards me, and I have reason to lament;
It is not right that another love take you away from me
No matter what is said or granted to you
And remember how it was at the beginning
Of our love! May Lord God never wish
That it was my fault for our separation.
The great prowess that dwells in you
And your noble worth retain me,
For I do not know of any woman, far or near,
Who, if she wants to love, would not incline to you;
But you, my friend, have such understanding
That you can tell the best,
And I remind you of our sharing.
My worth and my nobility should help me,
My beauty and my fine heart;
Therefore, I send this song down to you
So that it would be my messenger.
I want to know, my fair and noble friend,
Why you are so cruel and savage to me;
I don't know if it is arrogance or ill will.
But I especially want you, messenger, to tell him
That many people suffer for having too much pride
+Yamamanama Indeed, as I've learned that "Translation is subtraction"
(Dr Prof Emeritus James Karl Lyon, UCSD),
your translation is a fierce kiss & fond embrace through the veil.
It assuages & gives merit to those things precious & alive,
hidden long ago for tomorrow.
Thank you most kindly,
indeed..
This is so beautiful
Interesting that this song is approx. 800 years old yet so relatable even today. That shows that arrogance of people is not something of our modern times, but it is within us people.
Parlantz occitan ?
@@alisha75020 Nah, I just found a translation.
Beautiful, I came here because I’m reading about music history. Thank you!
“The great secret from preventing love from making us unhappy is to try never to appear in the wrong with your lover, never to display eagerness when his love is cooling, and always to be a degree cooler than he. This will not bring him back, there is nothing for us to do then but to forget someone who ceases to love us. If he still loves you, nothing can revive his love and make it as fiery as it was at first, except the fear of losing you and of being less loved. I know that for the susceptible and sincere this secret is difficult to put into practice; however, no effort will be too great, all the more so as it is much more necessary for the susceptible and sincere than for others. Nothing degrades as much as the steps one takes to regain a cold or inconstant heart. This demeans us in the eyes of the one we seek to keep, and in those of other men who might take interest in us. But, and this is even worse, it makes us unhappy and uselessly torments us.” Émilie du Châtelet (1706-1749)
-by a woman
Superb - and I love all the comments below too! Thanks for sharing this lovely version.
this is brilliant, thank you. so rare to hear a Troubaritz' work.
Montserrat Figueras, a sublime voice!
+Salvador Bergoñón Fuster and like is catalan language is near our occitan language, she sangs more "real"
Gorgeous! Thank you for posting.
Breathtakingly beautiful. Thanks Adrian❤️✌️Xx
Многое стоит фото этой прекрасной дамы, не говоря уже о песне, хочется смотреть и слушать.
magnifico!
Preciosa musica
A chantar m'er de so qu'eu no voleria,
tant me rancur de lui cui sui amia;
car eu l'am mais que nuilha ren que sia:
vas lui no’m val merces ni cortesia
ni ma beltatz, ni mos pretz, ni mos sens;
c'atressi'm sui enganad' e trahïa
Com degr' esser, s'eu fos dezavinens.
D'aisso’m conort, car anc non fi failhenssa,
Amics, vas vos per nuilha captenenssa;
anz vos am mais non fetz Seguis Valenssa,
e platz mi mout quez eu d'amar vos venssa,
lo mieus amics, car etz lo plus valens;
mi faitz orguoilh en digz et en parvenssa,
et si etz francs vas toutas autras gens.
Be'm meravilh com vostre cors s'orguoilha,
amics, vas me, per qu'ai razon qu'eu'm duoilha;
non es ges dreitz c'autr' amors vos mi tuoilha,
per nuilha ren qu'eu's diga ni acuoilha.
E membre vos cals fo’l comenssamens
de nostr'amor! Ja Dompnedeus non vuoilha
qu'en ma colpa sia'l departimens.
Valer mi deu mos pretz e mos paratges
e ma beltatz e plus mos fins coratges;
per qu'eu vos mandad lai on es vostr' estatges
esta chansson, que me sia messatges:
eu vuoilh saber, lo mieus bels amics gens,
per que vos m'etz tant fers ni tant salvatges;
no sai, si s'es orguoilhs o mal talens.
Mais aitan plus vuoilh li digas, messatges,
qu'en trop d'orguoilh o ant gran dan maintas gens.
Is this language Ottican spoken in Southern France,Spain and Calabria Italy
Catalan is similar; and Oc is still spoken inn Provence; I think a similar dialect in North West Italy. All that remain of a once great trading guild.
@@NigelFoster Provence, Languedoc, Auvergne, Limousin, Dauphiné, Gascogne, Béarn...
"Meia lua, voz antiga, partir pode ser doce" Tenda Noite Árabe
this is so incedible bautyful, so bitter, but so sweet...
Lovely.
Every time I listen to this song, I agree with whitecotton: this is "real music"…
it makes me feel relaxed
Nice song ❤
Eva Green is Beautiful!
this is amazing song,
Great!
Je chanterai ce dont je n'aurais pas voulu [chanter];
Tant je me plains de celui dont je suis l'amie,
Car je l'aime plus que toute chose :
Auprès de lui ne me valent pitié ni courtoisie,
Ni ma beauté ni ma valeur, ni mon esprit ;
Car ainsi je suis trompée et trahie
Comme je le devrais l'être si j'étais déplaisante.
De cela je me console, car jamais je ne faillis envers vous,
Ami, en aucune manière.
Au contraire, je vous aime plus que Seguin n'aima Valence*
Et il me plait fort que je vous surpasse en amour,
Mon ami, car vous êtes le plus valeureux ;
Envers moi vous faites l'orgueilleux en paroles et conduite,
Et vous êtes affable envers les autres gens.
Je m'étonne [de voir] comme votre cœur se montre orgueilleux
Envers moi, ami, et j'ai des raisons d'en souffrir ;
Il n'est pas juste qu'un autre amour vous prenne à moi
Pour nulle chose qu'elle vous dise ou permette.
Et rappelez-vous quel fut le commencement
De notre amour ! Que jamais le Seigneur Dieu ne veuille
Que la séparation soit de ma faute.
La grande bonté qui demeure en votre cœur
Et le riche prix que vous avez, m'inquiètent,
Car je n'en connais aucune, lointaine ni voisine,
Si elle veut aimer, vers vous ne s'incline ;
Mais vous, ami, vous êtes si bien expert
Que vous devez bien connaitre la plus parfaite ;
Et vous rappeler nos accords.
À mon mérite doivent servir mon prix et ma naissance
Et ma beauté et mon plus parfait courage,
C'est pourquoi je vous envoie en votre demeure,
Cette chanson, pour qu'elle soit mon messager :
Et je veux savoir, mon bel et doux ami,
Pourquoi vous êtes si cruel et si farouche envers moi ;
Je ne sais si c'est de l'orgueil ou de la mauvaise intention.
Mais je veux que tu lui dises, messager,
Que trop d'orgueil nuit à maintes gens.
Je vous félicite chaleureusement,car la traduction du texte original,dont j'ignore en grande partie les mots,me semblent garder l'essence.Le français possede ces verbes comme sentir,présentir,voir deviner l'exactitude du texte primitif.Encore une fois mes félicitations pour
le texte français qui apporte une si jolie lumière dans mon esprit.
Ah real music 🎶💖
Eva herself is music :)
Beatriz DE Dia!
no se que dice ..su voz es hermosa, y la meloda es fantastica
Disneykidzshow, in fact, this music from the 11 century is at the National Library in Paris : data.bnf.fr/13968322/comtesse_de_die_a_chantar_m_er/ So, probably its un real music from this old time.
Given that the composer was born in 1140, 12th century would be the better response
I enjoy your videos , you are so cute 🌹🌹🎵
iam not going to lie i come her because of the movie kingdom of heaven.
Montserrat Figueras, t'estimem.
I am Jerusalém.
avec en illustration le regard sauvage de la belle Eva Green dans Kingdom of Heavens avec Orlando Bloom en croisade à Jérusalem : th-cam.com/video/K1-WDIPkEiU/w-d-xo.html
Is the music really from 11 century? can anyone answer that?
+Disneykidzshow HD Yes, it is.
No it's from the 12th century. 11th century is 1001-1100.
@@mmestari whooooosh
The text and melody are. But the style, instrumentation, and arrangement is speculative. Jordi Savall (the arranger) is playing viol here, an instrument which didn't even exist in the 12th century. The reality is, we don't know how this music was actually played or how it sounded. It's a matter of looking at what historical evidence there is, and then filling in the gaps with artistic license.
its so incredible that this beautyful music was created in the same age where it was absolutely normal and fully common that men where slaying and slaughtering each other with swords, daggers and axes; it comes from the same time when people get burned alive on pyres on puplic squares...
the same time, the same time...
Exactly! I don't think the Middle Ages were that "dark" after all, at least not all kingdoms and empires. Actually they were quite sophisticated and spiritual.
Est-ce qu'il y a quelqu'un qui connait les paroles en français de cette fameuse chanteuse?
www.mamalisa.com/?t=fs&p=5034 vous avez la version française sous le texte occitan
Amazing that this song has lasted almost a thousand year in people's minds. I suppose this is not original.
It survives in a manuscript from the 13th century.
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Amazing interpretation, neverthless, the pronociation is not at all occitan prononciation.
A quo’s vertat
How old is the woman in the song?
More than 800 years, but if you are referring to the actress in the pictures, it's Eva Green, you can check her age :)
Trovadora occitanica mas com vestes arabes? Não entendi.
I prefer Azam Ali's take on it.
con el autotunes va mejor
To Middle-Age , a women troubadour ? This is a fake-new ?
*trobairitz