The French 'Voice of the People' set

Subject: Une Anthologie des Musiques Traditionelles
From: Desert Dancer
Date: 30 Jun 10 - 11:22 PM

Catching up on my Musical Traditions reading, I came on the review by Rod Stradling of this 10-cd set that has only gotten one passing mention here: Une Anthologie des Musiques Traditionelles, Frémeaux & Associés FA 5260.

Says Rod, "This is not so much a review as a brief overview of this fabulous 10-CD set of the traditional music of France ... a French Voice of the People, as its compiler, Guillaume Veillet, described it to me a few years ago when he had just received the go-ahead on the project."

The set divides the music up geographically
1. Bretagne
2. France de L'Ouest
3. Auvergne et Limousin
4. Centre France
5. Sud Ouest
6. Méditerranée
7. Alpes, Nord et Est
8. Corse
9. France d'Outre-Mer
10. Français d'Amérique

There are many RealAudio clips in the article, which I couldn't get to work on my Mac, even with a freshly downloaded version of RealPlayer. Bummer, because I don't think I'll be able to acquire this any time soon. But I may have to start saving my pennies.

Available at: www.audio-archives.com/en/catalogue/fiches/e_world_music_france_FA5260.htm for just €80 with free shipping worldwide. And you can find full details, track lists, etc at: www.fremeaux.com.

~ Becky in Tucson

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Desert Dancer
Date: 30 Jun 10 - 11:32 PM

Undoubtedly Dick Greenhaus of Camsco can get it for you; a web search also brings up CDRoots, which will special order it for $119 plus shipping, Borders online, too.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Desert Dancer
Date: 30 Jun 10 - 11:33 PM

A more direct link to the page at the Fremeaux site: click

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Desert Dancer
Date: 05 Jul 10 - 09:12 AM

refresh

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: GUEST,Ed
Date: 05 Jul 10 - 09:20 AM

Lokks really interesting, Becky.

Thanks for the heads up.

There are many RealAudio clips in the article, which I couldn't get to work on my Mac, even with a freshly downloaded version of RealPlayer.

I couldn't get them to work in Windows either, for what it's worth.

Quite why Rod doesn't use mp3s is a mystery. RealAudio is pretty much out of date as far as I can tell.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Jack Campin
Date: 05 Jul 10 - 11:25 AM

I sent an email to Rod Stradling, and got a rather unhelpful reply saying to google for the free RealPlayer application.

I am rather unwilling to do that, as I have used a few versions over the years and they were all an utter fucking nightmare, making themselves the default application for situations where they weren't wanted and displaying intrusive "pay up for the registered version" dialogs every time you wanted to listen to anything. I thought I might still have it on this machine (Intel Mac Mini, MacOS Tiger) but mercifully it seems to have got lost in an upgrade.

So I was hoping there might be a third-party app that can play this stuff with less hassle. VLC can't (it can handle most other audio formats); neither can Miro, iTunes, Spotify or Vox. Ideas?

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Anglo
Date: 05 Jul 10 - 12:50 PM

I haven't managed to play Rod's sound samples for some time, and I've been using the latest Mac version of the "official" Real Player app, the free one. I'm certainly not going to pay for their upgrade to test that out. What I have will not play them and Rod knows that, and has attempted to explain why he insists on still using that format. (Perhaps it does work on the PC version).

I do the recommend the French set. Lots of things here, some great singing, odd parade music, a lot of instrumentals, some of it quite weird. And lots of non-mainstream "French" from Corsica and former (maybe some current, my political geography isn't up to date) French colonies. I think I got it from the Fremaux site. I forget whether shipping was free or reasonable (to the US), but I thought it was a bargain.

If anyone wants to hear a specific track or two, PM me with an email address. The site does have a track listing.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Joe Offer
Date: 05 Jul 10 - 01:10 PM

The Mustrad article is here (click). I did't have any trouble playing the RealAudio clips. I'm using Windows 7 with the free version of RealPlayer. You may have better luck if you download the clips, and then attempt to play them.

-Joe-

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: brezhnev
Date: 05 Jul 10 - 01:11 PM

you can hear samples of all of the tracks on amazon.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jul 10 - 01:43 PM

I can hear the whole of it on Musicme though I don't know if you can from outside France but it might be worth a try.
UPDATE - APRIL 10 2011 The link above is dead.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: McGrath of Harlow
Date: 05 Jul 10 - 02:06 PM

Only thirty-second samples evidently available outside Francvia Musicmee, without signing up for a premium account. But that's still a way to hear some great stuff.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Matthew Edwards
Date: 05 Jul 10 - 03:03 PM

I don't recall having signed up to any sort of premium account with Musicme, but I've just been able to listen to the whole 8min plus of the Breton ballad 'Skolvan' sung by the magnificent Marie-Josèphe Bertrand and I'm in England. Also I've been able to listen to the RealAudio clips on the MT website without RealPlayer taking over as default player.

But I bought the CD collection anyway last year on the strength of Rod's enthusiastic notice and I'd very strongly recommend it as a great resource for anyone interested in traditional songs and tunes. There is a tremendous diversity of styles that is fascinating to explore. Vic Smith gave it a great review in March 2010 fRoots magazine.

The texts for the songs can be found on the Fremeaux website linked to by Becky above, but it would be really helpful to have a resource like the Musical Traditions 'Voice of the People' Suite with more information about the songs, the tunes, the singers, the musicians and the traditions they represent.

Matthew

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: dick greenhaus
Date: 05 Jul 10 - 03:37 PM

CAMSCO will be carrying the set---as soon as I can establish contact with an English-speaking distributor.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Richard Mellish
Date: 05 Jul 10 - 04:39 PM

Apropos Real Audio: Rod recommended "Real Alternative" to me and it certainly allows me to hear the MusTrad clips. Just Google for it.

Richard

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Jack Campin
Date: 06 Jul 10 - 08:22 AM

I went to the Real Alternative site.

It's Windows-only.

I give up.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: katlaughing
Date: 14 Nov 10 - 02:55 PM

Just followed Monique's link. I'd missed this thread. Wow! Dick, I'll be calling you for this one, for sure!

Subject: ADD:Approchez pour entendre la chanson d'une fille
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:03 PM

Here are the lyrics and a translation to the first song of the 1st CD, i.e. Brittany. The translations are just what the lyrics mean, no more and I hope no less!

Link to the Frémeaux's leaflet of this CD

APPROCHEZ POUR ENTENDRE LA CHANSON D'UNE FILLE (French) Approchez pour entendre la chanson d'une fille (bis) La chanson d'une fille belle comme le jour C'est son coquin de frère qui veut lui faire l'amour. Son père aussi sa mère vont à la promenade (bis) Appelait sa (1) servante d'aller voir au chemin D'aller voir si son père ou si sa mère revient. L'a pris, l'a embrassée (2), l'a montée dans sa chambre (bis) En lui disant : "Petite, quoique tu es ma sœur , Il faut que je te dise, où (3) j'aurai ton honneur !" "Pensez à Dieu, pensez, pensez à Dieu mon frère (bis) Pensez à Dieu mon frère, au grand Dieu tout-puissant Aurais-tu le courage d'y mélir notre sang ?" Le bruit fut entendu par tout le voisinage (bis) Il fut jugé à pendre, à pendre ou à tuer Dans la ville de Nantes, le jour d'un grand marché. Coirault : 9711 Le frère amoureux de sa sœur I RADdO : 05296.

COME CLOSER/NEAR TO HEAR THE SONG OF A GIRL Come closer/near to hear the song of a girl, The song of a girl as beautiful as the day The rascal of his brother wants to make love to her. His father and his mother go to have a walk He told (called) his/her servant to check the way To go to see if his father or if his mother comes back. He took her, kissed/hugged her, took her in his bedroom Telling her "Little one, though you are my sister, I must tell you, where I'll have your honor!" "Think of God, think, think of God, my brother Think of God, my brother, of great God all-mighty Would you have the courage to mix our bloods?" The noise was heard by all the neighborhood He was sentence to be hung, be hung or killed In the town of Nantes, on a day of great market.

(1) As in all the Romance languages, we only know whether it's his or her by the context and here I'd say it's her. Ditto for the bedroom.
(2) In those old songs you can never know for sure the meaning of the verb "embrasser". It originally meant "to hug" "to take in one's arms" (Cf Sp. "abrazar") while to kiss was the verb "baiser" (hence the noun "un baiser" = a kiss). The meaning of the verb "baiser" came to mean "to fuck" though the meaning of the noun kept its original meaning so far, so the verb "embrasser" passed to mean "to kiss" while to hug needed to be formulated as "to take in one's arms". The shift happened before the end of the 17th century because Molière used the double entendre in one of his play, but you don't know how old those songs are –at least I don't- and when did the shift in the meaning happen outside the capital. The verb is as rude as its English equivalent.
Well, it could be that he kissed her or that he hugged her though I suppose that he first hugged her and not kissed her before taking her in his/her bedroom for she'd have protested before but who knows for sure?
Later I've been thinking that "L'a prise, l'a embrassée, l'a montée dans sa chambre" could also translate as "He took/grabbed/seized her, kissed her, carried her upstairs in her/his bedroom" which would explain that he kissed her and didn't protest wildly. Btw, I copied it as "l'a prise, l'a embrassée..." while it's copied as "l'a prit...". It can't be. Either it's "La prit", preterit tense (= took her) or it's "l'a prise", present perfect tense (lit.= "has taken her"). In Fr. the past participle conjugated with "avoir" (to have) agrees with the direct object when the latter is placed before the verb the same way it does in Oc and Italian. Besides, unlike in the other Romance languages (though I don't know about Romanian) the preterit tense in Fr is now only used in literature, songs included but you can find both tenses in the same song with no difference as to the aspect of the verb, it's just about rhyming and the number of syllables.
(3) I really can't figure out what this "où" stands for: though "I must tell you where I'll have your honor" indeed has a meaning, it doesn't make sense. I'd rather think this "ou" sound is the result of some mishearing or some misinterpretation, it could be "oui, j'aurai ton honneur", it'd make more sense. Unless it'd imply "the 'where' is here".

Subject: ADD: Passet eo gouel ar rouaned
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:04 PM

PASSET EO GOUEL AR ROUANED (Breton) Passet eo gouel ar rouaned ha tostaad 'ra da Veularjez, Ha 'vo gwelet an dud yaouank 'tond da zañsal war ar hê. Ar re goz hag ar veleien, troet int gand ar zermonio, O klask lakaad an dud yaouank da zilezel an dañso. O ni a gano hag a zañso hag a raio goab anê, Barz ar bed-mañ ni a zañso, er bed all ni ray ive. Evid diskenn barz ar zal vraz e oa kalz a varchennou, A oa leun a dachou melen, traoñ ha kreh, ha penn-da-benn. Hag eno 'oa diou renkad diaoulou, unan anê 'beb tu d'ar zal, Oa gate beb a 'forh houarn, 'vid o brochou da zañsal. RADdO : 06376.

THE TWELFTH NIGHT IS OVER The Twelfth Night is over, Fat Tuesday is getting near And we'll see the young people come to dance on the quay The old people and the priests are inclined to moralize, Trying to bring the youths to abandon dances Oh, we'll sing, we'll dance, we'll laugh at them, Down here we'll dance, in after-life, we'll do too. To go down to the great hall, there were many stairs Full of yellow nails, at the bottom, at the top and all along (all the way) There, there were two rows of devils, one on each side of the room To put them on a spit and make them dance.

Subject: ADD: Apportez-nous à boire
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:05 PM

APPORTEZ-NOUS À BOIRE (French) Apportez-nous à boire, Faites venir Fanchon. (1) (bis) Apportez du vin de Champagne, Nous en boirons tant qu'il est bon. Le vin n'est pas un crime, Dieu ne le défend pas. (bis) Il aurait fait des arrosoirs S'il fallait qu'on n'en buvait pas. Les moutons vivent d'herbage, Les papillons de fleurs. (bis) Et toi z'et moi, chère mignonette, Viverons-nous de cœur en cœur ? (2) L'amour n'est pas un crime, Dieu ne la défend pas. (bis) Il aurait fait des cœurs de marbre, S'il fallait qu'on ne s'entraimait pas. Coirault : 1516 Aimer n'est pas un crime RADdO : 00529.

BRING US SOMETHING TO DRINK Bring us something to drink Have Fanchon come here Bring us wine from Champagne We'll drink some while it's good. Wine is not a crime God doesn't forbid it He would have made watering cans If we must not drink any (wine) The sheep live from grass, The butterflies (live) from flowers And you and me, dear cutie one, Will we live from heart to heart? Love is not a crime, God doesn't forbid it, He would have made hearts of marble If we must not love each other /one another.

(1) Fanchon is a pet name for Françoise. A more Breton pet name for it is "Soizic"
(2) "Viverons-nous" (standard "vivrons-nous", I suppose it was to make the lyrics match the tune) "de cœur en cœur": I don't fully understand what the author really meant, maybe it meant "will we live going from one heart to another", i.e. "will we live going from one lover/sweetheart to another without ever coming together?"

Subject: Lyr Add: LAVAR DIN ME 'TA PAOTR YAOUANK
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:06 PM

LAVAR DIN ME 'TA PAOTR YAOUANK (Breton) Lavar din me 'ta paotr yaouank Rigodo fardifardo Peur e skrivi da embannoù ? Falarinette. Rigodo falifardo falarino Na pa vezo e Plougerne Merc'hed mouzhet diouzh ar c'hafe. Na pa vezo mui na bagoù Na moukled e pont Treglonou. Na pa vezo 'barzh e Plougin Polotrez diouzh ar gwez sapin. Na pa vezo 'barzh e Bourc'h-Wenn Un tammig berroc'h o lostenn. Na pa vezo e Gwiproñvel Dresoc'h he c'hoef gant Gabrielle. Na pa vezo e Plabenneg Ul litrad gwin 'vit daou wenneg. Na pa vezo e Plouvian Kafe ha te da verenn-vihan. Na pa vezo e Lesneven Kavet brennig e-touez ar foenn. Pa vezo e Lanhouarne Drebet ar bleiz, gant Sant Herve Na pa vezo e Kerlouan Añdiv en iliz o tiwan. Na pa vezo e Lilia Tout ar c'hezeg o vrennika. Na pa vezo ar baotred vat Diskroget diouzh ar chopinad. RADdO : 06377

TELL ME YOUNG MAN Tell me, young man Rigodo fardifardo When will you call the banns? Falarinette. Rigodo falifardo falarino When there are in Plouguerneau Women frowning upon their coffee. Where there are neither more boats Nor mussels at Tréglonou bridge. Where there are in Plouguin Plums to (hanging from) the fir trees. When, in Bourg-Blanc, they wear Shorter skirts. When, in Guipronvel, Gabrielle's bonnet is more upright. When, in Plabennec, there is One liter of wine for two pence*. When there is in Plouvien, Coffee and tea for tea-time. When in Lesneven We'll find limpets among the hay. When in Lanhouarneau The wolf is eaten by Saint-Hervé. When in Kerlouan Endives grow within the church. When in Lilia All the horses are gathering limpets. When the good boys Have dropped their glasses/bottles of wine.

* "sou" small currency, worth 1/20 franc

You can listen to this song here

Subject: Lyr Add: À DIX HEURES DANS CES VERTS PRÉS
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:06 PM

À DIX HEURES DANS CES VERTS PRÉS (French) À dix heures dans ces verts prés, Quat' patates, un brin d' porée, (bis) Crénom de Diousse !* Quat' patates, un brin d' porée, ça fait d'la bonne soupe. (bis) À neuf heures dans ces verts prés… RADdO : 06378.

AT TEN O'CLOCK IN THESE GREEN MEADOWS At ten o'clock, in these green meadows Four potatoes, some chard(s) (x2) God damn it! Four potatoes, some chard(s), it makes good soup (x2) At nine o'clock, in these green meadows….

* The whole form of "Crénom de Diousse" is "sacré nom de Dieu" (God's holy name), "diousse" being used instead of "Dieu" to avoid blasphemy unless it was borrowed from elsewhere and written the French way (could be from us Occitan, but it's only an idea of mine)

Sheet music
This song and the two songs below are Rond Saint Vincent dancing songs. You can see rond St Vincent danced

Subject: Lyr Add: Y A SIX ÉPILLES DANS MA COURONNE
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:07 PM

Y A SIX ÉPILLES DANS MA COURONNE (French) Y a six épilles dans ma couronne, La fleur du genet s'envole. Rossignolet du bois joli, Les amants qui s'entraiment Se marieront-ils ? Oh oui ! Y a cinq épilles… RADdO : 06379.

THERE ARE SIX (WHEAT) EARS IN MY GARLAND There are six (wheat) (1) ears in my garland (2)* The broom flower flies away. Little nightingale from the pretty wood, Will the lovers who love each other Get married? Oh yes! There are five ears…

(1) actually, "ears" of anything, it's not mentioned, but just "6 ears" sounded weird to my ears
(2) couronne is a crown or a wreath or any round garland.

You have a slightly different version with lyrics, midi, mp3 rendition here. Scroll down till you find "Pays de Redon" in green near the middle, then click on the 3rd song "J'ai dix épilles à ma couronne".

Subject: Lyr Add: IL A PASSÉ PAR ICI TROIS FILEURS DE LAINE
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:08 PM

IL A PASSÉ PAR ICI TROIS FILEURS DE LAINE (French) Il a passé par ici trois fileurs de laine (bis) Le premier qui passera file file filera Le premier qui passera filera la laine Il a passé par ici deux fileurs de laine… RADdO : 06380.

THREE WOOL SPINNERS Three wool spinners passed by here The first who will pass will spin, spin, spin The first who will pass will spin the wool. Two wool spinners passed by here…

Subject: Lyr Add: SKOLVAN, SKOLVAN, ESKOB LEON
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:09 PM

SKOLVAN, SKOLVAN, ESKOB LEON (Breton) Skolvan, Skolvan, eskob Leon a zo deuet da greiz ul lann da chom, a zo deuet da chom da greiz ul lann En-kichen forest Kaniskan. Pan a mamm Skolvan da welet he farkoù e kavas an tan war ar harzoù. "Ma bennoezh ha hani Doue Piv en deus ho lakaet aze nemet ha ma mab Skolvan a ve ?" Pan a mamm Skolvan da welet an dour e kavas ur feunteun e toull he dor. "Ma bennoezh ha hani Doue D'an nep en deus ho lakaet aze nemet ha ma mab Skolvan a ve." Pan a mamm Skolvan da gousket Terribl holl e veze okupet. "Piv a zo aze, piv a da aze Ken diwezhat-se war ar vale nemet ha ma mab Skolvan a ve ?" "Tevet ma mamm, ne ouelet ket Ho mab Skolvan a zo daet d'ho kwelet." "Mag eo ma mab Skolvan a zo aze Ma malloezh dezhañ da vont alese." ne oa ket he ger perachuvas E dad paeron a rañkontras. "Ma filhor paour, din e lâret Deus a ven a teuet ha men ec'h et ?" "Deus ar purkatoer donet a ran Sar an ifern monet a ran." "Ma filhor paour, deuet war ho kiz Ha me a c'houlennay evidoc'h iskuiz." "Ya, seizh vle zo ec'h on war an henchoù E treso ma gwall basajoù. O ya toud holl am eus [sedet] Met hani ma mamm baour n'em eus ket." "Ma filhor paour, deuet war ho kiz Ha me a c'houlennay evidoc'h iskuiz." "Ma c'homer baour, kriat oc'h-c'hwi, Pa ne bardonet ket ho krouadur." "Penaos Doue, en pardoniñ D'ar maleurioù en deus graet din ? Lazho teir dimeus e c'hoarezed Ha lâret e oent inosanted, ne oe ket c'hoazh e oe e vrasañ pec'hed. Seizh iliz parroz en deus entanet Ya, [nav bern traoù] en doe poazhet, ne oe ket c'hoazh e oe e vrasañ pec'hed. Mont en iliz ha torro holl ar gwer Lazho ar beleg deus an aoter ne oe ket c'hoazh e oe e vrasañ pec'hed. Ma lever bihan en doe kollet Ya skrivet gant gwad hon Salver Hennezh a oe e vrasañ pec'hed." "Tevet ma mamm, ne ouelet ket Ho lever bihan n'eo ket kollet, emañ er mor don, tregont gourhed En beg ur pesk bihan e viret. Tevet ma mamm, ne ouelet ket emañ war an daol rond ha eñ rentet ne faota e-barzh nemet teir feuilhenn c'hlebiet, Unan gant dour, un all gant gwad, Unan gant daeroù ho tivlagad." "Ma bennoezh a ran d'am mab Skolvan Pan eo kavet ma lever bihan." Pa gan ar c'hog d'an hanternoz e kana an aeled er baradoz. Pa gan ar c'hog da c'houloù deiz e kana an aeled dirak Doue, Ha Sant Skolvan a ra ivez. Malrieu : 0258 Yannig Skolan

SKOLVAN, SKOLVAN, BISHOP OF LÉON Skolvan, Skolvan, bishop of Léon Has come to dwell in the middle of a moor, Has come to dwell in the middle of a moor, Near the forest of Quénécan. When Skolvan's mother was going to see her fields She found the slopes on fire. "My blessing and God's To who put you there, Unless it'd be my son Skolvan" When Skolvan's mother was going to fetch water, She found a fountain by her door" "My blessing and God's To who put you there, Unless it'd be my son Skolvan" When Skolvan's mother was going to bed She was terribly worried: Who's here, who comes here To stroll, so late If it weren't my son Skolvan?" "Hush, mother, don't you cry, Your son Skolvan has come to see you" "If it's not my son Skolvan here, Let him leave with my curse." She hardly had ended her talk When he met his godfather: "My poor godson, tell me, Where do you come from and where do you go to?" "I come from the purgatory I'm going to hell." "My poor godson, retrace your steps And I'll ask forgiveness for you" "Yes, I've been on the roads for seven years To mend my bad steps. Yes, I've gained all the forgiveness But my poor mother's" "My poor godson, retrace your steps And I'll ask forgiveness for you" "My poor woman (1), how cruel you are Not to forgive your child." "My God, how would I forgive The misdeeds he did to me? To kill three of his sisters And pretend they were innoncent, It even wasn't his greatest sin. To set fire to seven churches And to burn [nine bunches of things] It even wasn't his greatest sin. To go to church and break all the stainglass, To kill the priest in front of the altar It even wasn't his greatest sin. He lost my little book Written with the Savior's blood. That was his greatest sin." "Hush, mother, don't you cry, Your little book isn't lost, It's thirty fathoms in the depths of the sea, In the mouth of a little fish that keeps it. Hush, mother, don't you cry, It's upon the round table, I gave/brought it back, Only three wet sheets are missing: (wet) One by the water, the other by the blood And one by the tears of your eyes." "I give my blessing to my son Skolvan Since my little book was retrieved" When the rooster sings at midnight, The angels sing in paradise, When the roosters sings at daybreak The angels sing in front of God And saint Skolvan sings too.

(1) the word "c'homer" which translates in Fr as "commère" -I take it that the word is of Fr origin- is the same that the Sp "comadre". In modern Fr "commère" only means "a gossip" but it also used to mean "woman, neighbor" and it also designated the same as in Sp i.e. what the godfather or the parents of the godchild would call the godmother.

In this version he didn't kill 3 sisters of his, he raped them and then killed their children.
In this document Fañch Postic says that the author of the Barzhaz Breizh mentioned the similarities between this lament and a Welsh poem from the 13th century that can be found in the Black Book of Carmarthen.

Subject: Lyr Add: LA COMPLAINTE DE SAINT ALEXIS
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:10 PM

LA COMPLAINTE DE SAINT ALEXIS (French) Alexis tout aimable Dès ses plus jeunes ans Prince très charitable Son père l' fit s' marier Avec une noble princesse Belle comme le jour L'ornement de la Cour. Le soir des épousailles Alexis fut touché Rentre à son cabinet Dit adieu-t-à sa femme : "Il faut que je m'en aille Aux pays étrangers Il faut que je m'en aille Dieu me l'a commandé Et tiens voilà bague Ma ceinture à deux tours Marque de nos amours." Olympie toute en larmes Dit à son bien-aimé : "Auriez-vous le courage De me laisser z-ici Dans ce triste veuvage ? Alexis mon époux Pourquoi m'épousiez-vous Mes pleurs et mes soupirs Ils m'y feront mourir." Alors il s'embarque De Thrace en Cilicie Le grand vent z-et l'orage Le jeta près d'Ostie Sur les bords du rivage Arrive heureusement À son débarquement. Aux pauvres il a donné Ses habits ses richesses Jusqu'à son bel habit Galonné de haut prix. Alors il s'approche Des valets des carriers Des valets qui le cherchent En chemin l'ont trouvé Mais sans pouvoir le reconnaître Tant il était changé Lui ont fait la charité. Au palais de son père Il vint se présenter Sans se faire reconnaître Il demande à coucher Dessous un escalier. "Prince très charitable Après avoir dîné Les miettes de votre table Faites-les moi donner D'un amour agréable Je prierai le Seigneur De bénir vos grandeurs." Dix-sept ans d' pénitence Sous ce triste escalier De jeûne et d'abstinence Son corps fut mortifié Les valets et servantes Crachaient, jetaient sur lui Les ordures du logis. Le dévot d'Alexis Revient prendre l'esprit Revient prendre l'esprit Dedans notre logis. Le pape débonnaire Au palais est allé Dans ses mains prend l'écrit À haute voix la lit Sa mère de souffrance Elle pense à mourir Quand elle eut vu son fils. Tout le monde regrette Le dévot d'Alexis Dévotions parfaites Viennent de tous pays Viennent de tous pays Invoquer Saint-Alexis. Coirault : 8902 Saint Alexis II (8902). RADdO : 04087.

SAINT ALEXIS'S LAMENT Alexis, very nice, From his early age, Very charitable prince, His father had him married To a noble princess As beautiful as the day, The jewel of the court. On the wedding night Alexis was (grace/God) striken, He entered his study, Bid (lit. told) his wife farewell: "I have to go, To foreign lands I have to go, God summons me, And here is the ring, My two rounds belt, Pledge of our love." Olympia, weeping, Says to her beloved "Would you have the courage To leave me here In this sad widowhood? Alexis, my spouse Why did you marry me? My tears and my sighs Will make me die." Then he embarked/ took to the sea/sailed off From Thrace to Cilicia The strong wind and the storm Threw him near Ostia. On the sea side He fortunately arrived For his disembarkation.(1) To the poor he gave His clothes, his wealth And even his high priced, beautiful habit/coat/jacket/costume???? Trimmed with braid. Then he goes near The servants, the quarry-workers. Servants who were looking for him Found him on their way But without been able to recognize him Because he had changed so much, They gave him a handout. At his father's palace He came to appear Without aknowledging who he was He asks to sleep Under a staircase. "Very charitable prince, After you've had dinner, Have me given The crumbs from your table. I'll pray the Lord To bless your greatness With a pleasant love. Seventeen years of penance Under this sad staircase. From fast and abstinence His body was mortified. The servants and the maids Would spit and throw at him The garbage of the house. The devout Alexis Comes to give up the ghost,(2) Comes to give up the ghost Within our dwelling. The good-natured pope Went to the palace. In his hands, he takes the document/piece of writing Reads it out loud. His mother thought to die From the pain When she saw her son. Everybody regrets The devout Alexis. Perfect devotions Come from all countries Come from all countries To invoke Alexis.

(1) I don't fully understand it, mostly because it lacks punctuation. Let's say that if there's a period after "Ostie", I take it to mean that he was lucky his trip came to an end on the sea side. If the period is after "rivage", I take it to mean that the boat was thrown on the seaside by the wind and storms and then the disembarkation took place in rather good conditions.
(2) he sings "revient prendre l'esprit" but it makes no sense, there's no "prendre l'esprit" in Fr, while "rendre l'esprit" (also "rendre l'âme") means to give up the ghost, lit. the spirit (l'âme = the soul)

The whole song lacks consistency as to the verbs tenses. It often happens because present tense makes the story more lively and also because French allows to use it for any moment from past to future as far as there's consistency between the main clause and any subordinate clauses within a sentence. Let's say that as far as there's something that can tell you when the event takes place you can say it in the present tense. What you can't do is to use an indicative when a subjunctive is needed –something that English speaking people usually find hard to grab because things are said otherwise in English.

There's a longer version here in the middle of the page.

Subject: Lyr Add: SAVET D'UR PLAC'HIG YAOUANK A BARREZ SANT
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:11 PM

SAVET D'UR PLAC'HIG YAOUANK A BARREZ SANT KARADEG (Breton) Savet d'ur plac'hig yaouank a barrez Sant Karadeg 'Zo ken glas a zaoulagad ha ruz èl ur boked N'en doa ken 'met pemdek vlez pa lâre d'he mamm, d'he zad Ma n'garit ket man dimeziñ, me zo 'vont d'ho kuitaat Gwallik kourz enta, ma merc'h, evit karet ar baotred N'oc'h ket c'hoazh 'met c'hwezek vlez, na pemdek arruet Ne oac'h ket-c'hwi c'hoazh ma mamm, 'lâront, e ma oad-me 'Benn m'ho poa lakaet 'n ho soñj da gariñ ma zad-me Na pa'm behe-me an tu, an tu hag ar moaian, Na me 'roahe ur ''voiture'', ha rodoù en argant Na me 'roahe ur ''voiture'', ha rodoù en argant Na me 'gasahe ma merc'h da Wened d'ar c'houvant Na me 'gasahe ma merc'h da Wened d'ar c'houvant 'He laoskahen ket dre-mañ get ar baotred yaouank Na kar ar baotred yaouank a lâront a zo treitour Hag a lakahe ma merc'h da golliñ hec'h enor Na lârit-c'hwi din ma mamm petra 'rin er c'houvant Nemet friziñ an dantel, soñjal en ur galant Nemet friziñ an dantel, soñjal en ur galant Ha skriviñ meur a lizher na d'ar baotred yaouank A-barzh er c'houvant, ma merc'h, 'd eus ket a c'halanted Nemet beleion yaouank, mestroù ha seurezed Nag eno e vehet lakaet 'n ur gambrig alc'hwezet kloz O na ne sortiahet ket na d'an deiz na d'an noz Landredig a lanla, lâromp ar wirionez, 'Re 'gar ar merc'hed yaouank a zo fall er-walc'h ivez 'Re 'gar ar merc'hed yaouank a rekahe bout puniset Na ne raont netra bemdez 'met kaozeal ag ar merc'hed Teodoù ar baotred yaouank zo ken ruz èl an tan 'Zleahe dezhe bout konduiet da greiz (ar) forest da Rouan Malrieu : 1027 E-barzh jardin ar minor – Ar c'hoant dimeziñ

IT'S ABOUT A YOUNG MAIDEN OF THE ST CARADEC PARISH It's about a young maiden of the St Caradec parish Who has blue eyes and is as red as a flower. She only was 15 when she was telling her mother and father If you don't want to marry me, I'll leave you. It's a little early, daughter, to love the boys, You're not 16 yet, you didn't turn 15. Mother, you weren't yet my age When you took it into your head to love my father. If I had the means I'd give a car(riage) with silver wheels I'd give a car(riage) with silver wheel, I'd take my daughter to the convent in Vannes. I'd take my daughter to the convent in Vannes, I wouldn't leave her here with young boys. For young boys are treacherous And would take my daughter's honor. Tell me, mother, what I would do in the convent I'd only shirr my apron (1), think of a lover, I'd only ruffle the apron, think of a lover And write many letters to (the) young boys. In the convent, daughter, there are no lovers, Only young priests, masters and nuns. There, you'll be locked in a little bedroom And you'll go out neither day nor night. Langredig a lanla, let's tell the truth Those who like young girls are bad too. Those who like young girls should be punished They do nothing all day long but talking about girls. The young boys' tongues are as red as fire, They should be brought to the heart of the Rennes forest/wood.

(1) I haven't the faintest idea of what it can mean if it ever means something but the literal meaning

Subject: Lyr Add: ME MERH MARIE-LOUISE, UN DÉ 'M ES HÉ...
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:11 PM

ME MERH MARIE-LOUISE, UN DÉ 'M ES HÉ HOLLET (Breton and French) Me merh Marie-Louise, un dé 'm es hé hollet (bis) Je l'ai cherchée, je l'ai trouvée, le long de la rivière Get deu pé tri chiminod yaouank, éh obér en amour « Me merh Marie-Louise, deit-hui d'er gér me merh. (bis) - Oh non papa, oh non maman, fillette abandonnée Avec ces trois jeunes garçons, je suis la bien-aimée A pe ouiehèh me mamm, peh ken eurus on-mé aman (bis) Un coupe mon pain, l'autre verse mon vin, Et l'autre, le verre à la main : "mignonne en veux-tu boire ?" A pe dostan d'er sul, éh omp hoah eurusoh (bis) Un fait mon lit, l'autre balaye ma chambre Et l'autre met mes blonds cheveux à la mode de Paname Mé hou suppli me mamm, a p'arriùéèt ér gér (bis) Souhaitez le bonjour à tous les amis, aux garçons du village Car ils n'ont jamais eu honneur d'avoir mon cœur en gage. Coirault : 1215. RADdO : 00237.

MY DAUGHTER MARIE-LOUISE, ONE DAY I LOST HER My daughter Marie-Louise, one day, I lost her I searched her, I found her along the river With two or three young vagrants making love to her My daughter Marie-Louise, come home, my daughter " Oh no daddy, oh no mommy, abandoned young girl With these three young men, I'm the beloved (1) If you knew, mother, how happy I am here One cuts me bread, one pours me wine, And the other, with a glass in his hand: 'Cuttie, will you drink any?' When Sunday comes near, we're even happier One makes my bed, the other sweeps my bedroom And the other one dresses my blond air to Paname's fashion (2) I beg you mother, when you get home Say hi for me to all my friends, the boys of the village, For they never had the honor to have my heart as a pledge

(1) this is very literal, you'd rather say "Of these 3 young men I'm the beloved" but it actually means that while she's with these three young men she feels loved, conversely to when she was home with her parents.
(2) Paname is an endearment nickname for Paris. In the early 1900's, Parisians would wear a Panama hat that the workers who dug the Panama Canal brought into fashion

Subject: Lyr Add: MERC'HED AG AR GÊR-MAÑ NEND EO KET ...
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:12 PM

MERC'HED AG AR GÊR-MAÑ NEND EO KET ISTIMET (Breton) Merc'hed ag ar gêr-mañ nend eo ket istimet, 'deus ket en o fichetoù prizioù butum malet, klamm ! 'deus ket en o fichetoù prizioù butum malet. Butum en frioù, èl ar bleuñv er valan, Ar verc'h 'lâre d'ar vamm, brem' e krevo Yehann. Ur priz butum d'ur gwaz, a zo ken agreapl, Ur priz butum d'ur vaouez, a zo forzh divourrapl. Ec'h a Yehann d'ar c'hoad, dre 'r fank ha dre 'r vouilhenn, Ar verc'h 'lâre d'ar vamm, brem' e krevo Yehann. Ec'h a Yehann d'ar gêr, dre 'r fank ha dre 'r vouilhenn, Koll 'he deus he dañter, he c'hoef 'ziàr he fenn. El-se ec'h arru, g'ar merc'hed digempenn, Mes genomp-ni heneoazh, 'arruo ket c'hoazh èlkent. Malrieu : 1223 Ar merc'hed hag ar butun mallet

THE GIRLS FROM THIS VILLAGE ARE NOT RESPECTED/PRAISED The girls from this village are not respected/praised They don't have in their headscarves pinches of ground tobacco They don't have in their headscarves pinches of ground tobacco. Tobacco in the nose, like the flower to the broom, The daughter would tell her mother "now Joan will croak"(1). For a man, a snuff is so pleasant, A snuff for a woman is not recommended. Joan goes to the wood in the mud and the muck The daughter would tell her mother "now Joan will croak". Joan goes home in the mud and the muck She lost her apron, her bonnet from the top of her head. She arrives thus with the careless women But it won't happen the same to us tonight yet.

(1) slang for "die"

Subject: Lyr Add: EN PASSANT PAR LE MOULIN BLANC
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:12 PM

EN PASSANT PAR LE MOULIN BLANC (French) En passant par le moulin blanc, J'ai vu la meunière, j'ai vu la meunière, En passant par le moulin blanc, J'ai vu la meunière du moulin à vent. Elle voulait que je la caresse Et moi qui n'avais pas le temps. (bis) À tantôt, la belle, à tantôt, J' t'y caresse et j' t'y caresse À tantôt, la belle, à tantôt, J' t'y caresserai comme il faut. RADdO : 00861.

AS I PASSED BY THE WHITE MILL As I passed by the white mill, I saw the miller's wife (1), I saw the miller's wife As I passed by the white mill, I saw the miller's wife of the wind mill. She wanted me to caress her And I hadn't time to (twice) See you soon, beauty, see you soon I'll caress you and I'll caress you See you soon, beauty, see you soon, I'll caress you (2) properly.

(1) "meunière" is the feminine form of "meunier" (miller) so it could be a female miller as well though the chances are that in those trad songs it did refer to the miller's wife.
(2) In French the mark of the future lies in the termination of the verb vs the use of "will + vb" in English so the lines 2 and 4 can be understood as "je te caresse-, je te caresse-" with the 4th line having the full form of the verb "je te caresserai" or it can be understood as "je te caresse, je te caresse" present tense "I caress you, I caress you", the last one being the only one in future tense.

Subject: Lyr Add: CUEILLIR LE LIN, BELLE, CUEILLIR LE LIN
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:13 PM

CUEILLIR LE LIN, BELLE, CUEILLIR LE LIN (French) Cueillir le lin, belle, cueillir le lin, Tant qu'il y aura du chanvre, du chanvre, Cueillir le lin, belle, cueillir le lin, Tant qu'il y aura du grain dans le lin. Tant qu'il y aura du chanvre, du chanvre, Tant qu'il y aura du grain dans le lin. RADdO : 06391.

GATHERING FLAX, BEAUTY, GATHERING FLAX To gather/gathering flax, beauty, to gather/gathering flax As long as there'll be hemp, hemp To gather/gathering flax, beauty, to gather/gathering flax As long as there'll be seeds in the flax As long as there'll be hemp, hemp As long as there'll be seeds in the flax.

Subject: Lyr Add: UNE PELLE BLANCHE
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:13 PM

The six short songs below are songs "à curer les runs/rins". During cod fishing, the fishermen would dig lines in the salt in the ship hold in order to put the cods away. This digging was called "curer les runs" (the "runs" were the lines)

UNE PELLE BLANCHE (French) Une pelle blanche, une pelle avec son joli manche, Pelle en haut tu n'en as guère, pelle en bas, tu n'en as pas. Deux pelles blanches, deux pelles avec leur joli manche, Pelle en haut tu n'en as guère, Pelle en bas, tu n'en as pas. RADdO : 06235.

A WHITE SPADE A white spade, a spade with its pretty handle Spade up, you don't have much, spade down, you don't have any. Two white spades, two spades with their pretty handle, Spade up, you don't have much, spade down, you don't have any.

Subject: Lyr Add: MARIE-MARGOT S'ENDORMIT DANS UN PRÉ
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:15 PM

MARIE-MARGOT S'ENDORMIT DANS UN PRÉ (French) Marie-Margot s'endormit dans un pré, Les jambes en l'air et les cuisses écartées, Tous les corbeaux lui piquent au cul, Marie-Margot pourquoi t'endormais-tu ? RADdO : 06382.

MARIE-MARGOT WENT ASLEEP IN A MEADOW Marie-Margot went asleep in a meadow, Her legs raised and her thighs spread apart. All the crows pinch her ass, Marie-Margot why would you go asleep?

Subject: Lyr Add: LA MER QUI NOUS BALANCE LE CUL SUR LES...
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:15 PM

LA MER QUI NOUS BALANCE LE CUL SUR LES CAILLOUX (French) La mer qui nous balance le cul sur les cailloux Pourvu que j' sauve mes plantes, Oh j' m'en fous, j' m'en fous, j' m'en fous ! RADdO : 06339.

THE SEA THAT THROWS US WITH OUR ASSES ON THE STONES The sea that throws us with our asses on the stones, Let's hope I'll save my plants, Oh, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care!

Subject: Lyr Add: HALTE-À-PATTE, SI TU CONTINUES
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:15 PM

HALTE-À-PATTE, SI TU CONTINUES, (French) Halte-à-Patte, si tu continues, Des marins tu n'en trouveras guère, Halte-à-Patte, si tu continues, Des marins tu n'en trouveras plus. RADdO : 06237.

HALTE-À-PATTE, IF YOU GO ON THIS WAY Halte-à-Patte, if you go on this way You won't find many sailors, Halte-à-Patte, if you go on this way You will find no more sailors.

Subject: Lyr Add: AS-TU CONNU L'AMIE GRIBOUILLE
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:16 PM

AS-TU CONNU L'AMIE GRIBOUILLE (French) As-tu connu l'amie Gribouille C'était la femme d'un cordonnier, Elle a manié plus d' paires de couilles, Que son mari ne faisait d' souliers ! RADdO : 06383.

DID YOU KNOW OLD FRIEND GRIBOUILLE Did you know old friend Gribouille She was the shoemaker's wife; She handled more pairs of ballocks Than what shoes her husband would make!

Subject: Lyr Add: PETITE COUTURIÈRE, TON MÉTIER NE VA PLUS
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:16 PM

PETITE COUTURIÈRE, TON MÉTIER NE VA PLUS, (French) Petite couturière, ton métier ne va plus, Les aiguilles sont trop chères, Il faut jouer du cul !

LITTLE SEAMSTRESS YOUR BUSINESS GOES DOWN Little seamstress, your business goes down, Needles are too expensive, You must use your ass!

Subject: Lyr Add: C'ÉTAIT PAR UN LUNDI, JE M'EN FUS VOIR...
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:17 PM

C'ÉTAIT PAR UN LUNDI, JE M'EN FUS VOIR MA MIE (French) C'était par un lundi, je m'en fus voir ma mie Et là je la trouvis (1), céleste et endormie. Je lui ai fait le salut, la belle m'a répondu D'un air si hardiment : "J'y vois bien qu'à ta mine et qu'à ton air dolent L'y a du changement." Je lui ai demandé : "Qu'avez-vous donc la belle ?" Je lui ai demandé : "Qu'avez-vous donc Françoëse (Françoise) ?" "Je veux m'y marier, malgré ma volonté En seriez-vous d'accord ? Je veux m'y marier, sans m'y faire consentir J'aime mieux la mort, souffrir." "Oh de m'y marier, cela n'est point-z-un crime Car j' voudrais bien aller faire un p'tit tour en ville. Oh de m'y marier, cela n'est point-z-étrange Car j' voudrais bien aller faire un p'tit tour à Nantes. Auparavant d' partir, j' voudrais bien vous parler Une heure à mes plaisirs." "Vous savez quand on part, on reste dans l'oubli, Peut-être sans revenir. Cher amant je te dis, tu as le cœur volage Jamais je n'aurais cru qu' t'aurais eu le courage." "Allez dans nos jardins, le rossignol est là, Qu'il vous consolera Qui cherche vos amours, pourquoi les cherchez-vous ? Elles sont toutes proches de vous" RADdO : 06384.

IT WAS ON A MONDAY, I WENT TO SEE MY BELOVED It was on a Monday, i went to see my beloved/sweetheart And there I found her, celestial and asleep. I greeted her, she responded me In a so bold way "I can see from you face and your painful look That something has changed". I asked her "What's the matter, beauty?" I asked her "What's the matter Françoëse (Françoise)? "I want to get married, in spite of my will Would you agree? I want to get married, without having my consent, I'd rather die, suffer. "Oh, my getting married is no crime For I'd want to go to (wander in) the city Oh, my getting married is no strange For I'd want to go to (wander in) Nantes. Before leaving, I'd want to talk to you One hour, to my pleasure." "You know when we leave, we forget (lit. remain forgetting) Maybe we don't/won't come back. Dear lover/sweethear, I tell you, you have a fickle heart I'd never have thought you'd have the courage." "Go in our gardens, the nightingale is there, It'll comfort you, It'll look for your love, why do you look for it (your love) It's quite near you."

(1) "Je la trouvis" the correct form of the verb "trouver" in preterit tense is "trouvai" but sometimes in songs you find verbs conjugated with the termination of another group. The French verbs are classified in 3 groups, the ones ending in "er" in the infinitive but "aller" (1st group), those ending in "ir" with the present participle in -issant" (2nd group) all the others being in the 3rd group. Here, "trouver" has the termination of the 2nd group.

I find some lines unclear, I suppose that "I'd never have thought you'd have the courage" means "… the courage to tell me the truth about how you feel/the way your are".

Subject: Lyr Add: YANNIG KONGAR A BLOULIO
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:18 PM

YANNIG KONGAR A BLOULIO (Breton) Yannig Kongar a Bloulio Koantañ paotr yaouank a zo 'barzh ar vro. Yannig Kongar fleur ar werzed Karantez an holl dimezelled. Pa 'h ae Yannig Kongar d'al Lev-Draezh, 'Teue an dimezelled tout er-maez. Hag a lâre an eil eta d'eben : "Yannig Kongar zo o tremen !" Yannig Kongar en devoa d'e vamm laret : "Mari Dili am eus c'hoant da gavet. Mari Dili a gavan ar c'hoantañ, Honnezh a blij din ar muiañ. Honnezh a blij din ar muiañ, Honnezh a dimezin mar gallan." "O ma faotr bihan, ma selaouit, Na n'en em bresit ket. Ma am eus klevet lâret alies E oa Mari Dili un dreitourez ! Bet am eus ivez klevet lâret Blije dezhi ober goap ouzh ar baotred. Ha gant se, diwallit diouti, Betek gouzout vec'hiet tromplet ganti." "Honnezh eo an hini am eus choazet, Ha honnezh a rankin kaout da bried. Ur nombr bras a vadoù a reer ganti : Ober reer ganti ur gourmanant. Ober reer ganti kalz a arc'hant. Ur c'harr houarn a reer ivez ganti, Pevar a gezeg d'eñ konduiñ." "Na n'eo ket ar binvidigezh, nag ar c'hoantiri, Na ra tout ar boneur 'barzh an ti. Eo pa vez yec'hed da labourat, Ha d'en em selaou, santimant mat. Pa 'n em glevet an eil gant egile Honnezh ez eo ar gwir vuhez." Añfin Yannig Kongar zo dimezet. Met un nebeud goude, en em wel tourmantet. Kaer en devoa ober diouzh e wellañ, Den ebet na gaozee dioutañ. Kaer en devoa gwellañ ma c'halle labourat, Den na gaozee dioutañ, na ober dioutañ selloù mat He mamm, un devezh, devoa dezhi lâret : "Me karj Yannig Kongar na n'eo netra : Na na dalv ket ur c'hlasker bara. M'az pije pelloc'h, emezi, gortozet, Welloc'h evitañ 'pije kavet." "Un den 'm boa karet, emezi, wello'ch evitañ Met evitañ, diouzhin, emezi, ne c'houle ket. Hag evit-se gant Yannig Kongar ez on aet." Un devezh o deus 'n em diskutet, Hag he mamm he devoa dezhi lâret : "Diouzh ar c'homzoù deuio deus e benn, 'Teus 'met skeiñ gantañ e groaz-nouenn." Yannig Kongar a zo laouret ! Ken oa o vont davit dour n'en devoa ket gwelet. Pa oa o vonet davit dour, N'en devoa ket 'n em welet klañvour. Met e-barzh an dour p'en devoa sellet, E galon neuze a zo rannet. P'en devoa eta kement-se gwelet, Da di e vamm eo partiet. Hag en devoa dezhi neuze lâret : "M'am bije, ma mamm, ac'hanoc'h selaouet Gant Mari Dili vijen ket dimezet. Met na 'm eus netra ebet deoc'h da lâret, Pa eo me ma-unam am boa he choazet. Mersi a lavaran deoc'h bepred. Kar n'en deo ket c'hwi 'poa din lâret. Met a-raok finisiñ ma buhez, Savit din bremañ un ti nevez. Savit din bremañ un ti bihan nevez, E-barzh en kroaz-hent Plouilio, Lec'h ma welin prosesion Sant-Kado, Lec'h ma welin prosesion Sant-Kado, Hag hini Sant-Yann a-wechoù, Lec'h ma welin ar groaz kaer alaouret Pehini meur a wech 'm eus bet anezhi douget. Malrieu : 1143 Ar c'hoant dimeziñ gant ur gakousez

YANNIG KONGAR FROM PLOUMILLIAU Yannig Kongar from Ploumilliau, The most handsome young man of the area (1) Yannig Kongar, the most handsome of all men, The love of all the maidens. When Yannig Kongar was going to la Lieue de Grève All the maidens would go out of their houses And would tell one another, "Here's Yannig Kongar passing by!" Yannig Kongar told his mother, "I want (to have) Marie Tilly. It's Marie Tilly I find the prettiest, She's the one I like the best, She's the one I like the best And I'll marry her if I can." "Oh, my little one, listen to me, Have no rush. I've often heard it said That Marie Tilly was treacherous! I've also heard it said That she like to make fun of the boys. For this reason, beware of her In case she'd betray you." "It's her I chose, Her I must have for a wife" (lit.spouse) She has many possessions, from what people tell, They say she owns a farm, They say she has much money. She also owns, they say, an ironed cart And four horse to draw it." "Neither is wealth nor beautiful attire Will make happiness in a house But enough health to work And (enough) feelings (love) to get along. To get along together, This is real life." At the end, Yannig Kongar got married But very soon, he's worried. However well he could do, Nobody talked to him. However well he could work, Nobody talked to him, nor gave him a good-willing look. One day, Marie's mother told her (Marie) "Yannig Kongar is nothing, He's not worth more than a beggar. If you'd wanted to wait a little more, she said, You'd have found better than him" "I'd have found one, she said, better than him, But he didn't want me And this is the reason why Yannig Kongar got me". One day, they fought And her mother told her, "According to what he'll say, It only to give him the Extreme Unction" Yannig Kongar is leprous! He didn't see anything (he wasn't aware) before he went to fetch water. When he was going to fetch water, He didn't think he was was ill But when he saw his reflection in the water, His heart was broken (lit. split) When he saw that, He went to his mother's house. Then he told her, "If I'd listened to you, mother, I wouldn't have married Marie Tilly. But I have nothing to reproach you Since I chose her myself. I thank you anyway, For it wasn't you who recommended her to me. But before my life is over (finishing my life) Have a new house built for me. Have now a new little house for me. On the Ploumilliau crossroad, From where I'll see Saint Kado's procession, From where I'll see Saint Kado's procession And sometimes Saint John's. From where I'll see the beautiful golden cross That I carried more than once.

Note: It doesn't show in English that mother and son address each other as "c'hwi" (formal you) while Marie Tilly's mother addresses her daughter as "te" (informal you) which I take to tell more about their moral standards than their actual social positions.

Subject: Lyr Add: JE ME SUIS ENGAGÉ POUR L'AMOUR D'UNE...
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:18 PM

JE ME SUIS ENGAGÉ POUR L'AMOUR D'UNE FILLE (French) Je me suis engagé pour l'amour d'une fille (bis) Les gens qui m'ont logé m'ont bien mal renseigné Ils m'ont dit d' m'en aller sans avoir mon congé. Dans mon chemin faisant rencontre mon capitaine. Mon capitaine m'a dit : "Où vas-tu mon ami ?" "Là-bas dans ces vallons rejoindre mon bataillon." Là-bas dans ces vallons s'engage une bataille J'ai mis mon sac à terre, j'ai pris mon sabre en main Je me suis battu là comme un vaillant soldat. Du premier coup tirant tua mon capitaine Mon capitaine est mort mais moi je vis encore Peut-être avant trois jours ce sera bien mon tour. Celui qui me tuera sera mon camarade Tu m'y banderas les yeux avec un mouchoir bleu Tu m'y feras mourir sans m'y faire trop languir. Soldats de mon pays ne dites pas à ma mère Oh dites-lui j' me suis fiancé à la plus belle fille Qu'il y a dans le quartier Ah dites-lui plutôt que je me suis engagé Sur un navire anglais Qu'elle m'y verra jamais Coirault : 6803 Le déserteur qui tue son capitaine. Malrieu : 0723 An dezertour RADdO : 00205.

I ENLISTED MYSELF FOR A GIRL'S LOVE I enlisted myself for a girl's love (twice) The people who accommodated me informed me very badly They told me to go away without having a leave/furlough. On my way, I came across my captain. My captain told me "Where are you going, my friend?" "There, in that vale, to joint my batallion" There in these vales, a battle began, I put my bag on the ground, I took my saber in my hand, I fought there like a valient soldier. On the first strike, I killed my captain, My captain is dead but I still live. Maybe before three days it'll be my turn. The one who'll kill me will be my comrade. You'll blindfold me with a blue handkerchief, You'll make me die without taking too long.(1) Soldiers of my land (2), don't tell my mother, Oh tell her I got engaged to the most beautiful girl In the neighborhood. Ah, rather tell her than I enlisted myself On an English ship, That she'll never see me again.

(1) "sans me faire trop languir" means "without having me long for it"
(2) "pays" here doesn't mean "country" but land, area, neighborhood, homeplace.

This song can be found all over France though it's said to originate in Berry. Some versions have him asking for his heart to be wrapped in a white napkin and to be brought to his sweetheart and for his mother to be told he's in Bordeaux, made a captive by the English.

Subject: Lyr Add: NA MAG AN-ME D'AN ARME EVEL MA KONTAN...
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:20 PM

NA MAG AN-ME D'AN ARME EVEL MA KONTAN MONET (Breton) Na mag an-me d'an arme evel ma kontan monet e-menn e lakin-me ma dous berjelenn da viret ?" "Reit-hi din eta ma breur kaer, reit-hi din ma karet Me he lako e-barzh en kambr gant ma dimezelled, Me he lako e-barzh en kambr gant ma dimezelled Peotramant en ur sal vras gant ma itronezed." ne oa ket aet pell an den yaouank, ne oa ket aet pell deus e di e oa komañset he c'hoar gaer da ganañ pouilh dezhi. "Diwisket ho prozhioù gwenn, ho koefoù dantelezet Ha kerzhet d'ar menez du da viret al loened." "Me a zo ur verc'h d'un itron gozh deus maner Poullaouen N'on ket bet akustumet da viret al loened." "O ma n'oc'h ket akustumet, akustumet e vehet Amañ a zo ur wialig wenn hag a ray deoc'h-c'hwi kerzhet. Amañ a zo ur wialig wenn deus an daou-tri seurt plant A ray deoc'h-c'hwi berjelenn kerzhet ma pez ket c'hoant. Hag e-pad ar seizh vloaz-se, ar verjelenn a ouele Pe oa o komañs gant an eizhvet, ar verjelenn a gane. Pa oa ur c'habiten yaouank distro deus an arme e klevas ur vouezh, ur vouezhig dous o kanañ war ar menez "Arestet, marc'hig bihan, arestet ho pazioù Klevehet mouezh ur verjelenn e-barzh kreiz al lann o kano." "Añzavet eta berjelenn, añzavet gant gwirionez Moarvat emañ bet debret ho lein pa ganet-c'hwi ken gae ?" "Bruzun bara diwar an daol a vez serret da greisteiz Ma soubenn e skudell ar c'hi a vez trempet din bemdez * * * Rikikig ha rikikig, soubenn an anduilhenn Kig ha kaol ha karotez a vez lakaet d'ober soubenn * * * Me am boa choazet ur vestrez, unan kapuchon bras Pa oan aet da vouchet dezhi e oa chomet ma fenn e-barzh Ola, me ne n'in ket ken da welet ma gwenedourez An deiz-all e oa komzet din, ya deus ur fiselez * * * Echu eo ma c'hanaouenn, ec'h aomp da droc'hañ da verr (?) Kar trawalc'h a momp lâret evit daou vab pilhotaer * * * Skalfet eo ma muzelloù, aet eo ma beg d'an treuz N'on ket ken evit kanañ gant ar sec'hed am eus M'am befe bet ur bannac'h sistr pe ur bannac'h lagoud Kalz a vat a refe din da lâret ma zraoù toud M'am befe bet ur bannac'h sistr pe ur bannac'hig rom Kalz a vat a refe din da echuiñ ma chañson Malrieu : 0063 An daou vreur. (the two brothers)

IF I JOIN THE ARMY AS I INTEND TO If I join the army as I intend to, Who will take care of my beloved shepherdess? "Entrust her to me, my brother-in-law, if you want to, I'll put her in the bedroom with my maidens, I'll put her in the bedroom with my maidens Or in the great hall with my ladies." The young man hadn't gone far yet When her sister-in-law starting harrassing her. "Remove your white dresses, your lace bonnets And go to watch the cattle on the black mountain." "I'm the daughter of an old noble family of the mansion of Poullaouen, I was never used to watching cattle." "If you're not used to it, you will, Here is a white switch that will make you toe the line. Here is a white switch made of two-three plants, Shepherdess, that will make you toe the line whether you want it or not." During seven years, the shepherdess wept, When the eighth began, the shepherdess sang (1) While the young captain was going back from the army, He heard a sweet voice singing on the mountain. "Stop, little horse, hold your step, You'll hear a shepherdess's voice singing in the middle of the moor." "Make a confession to me, shepherdess, tell me the truth, Did you have breakfast this morning to sing so joyfully?" "They keep the crumbs of the lunch table for me, My soup is dunked every day in the dog bowl." * * * Rikikig et rikikig, the andouille soup ! To make the soup, you put meat, cabbage and carrots. (2) * * * I had chosen a lover/sweetheart who had a large hood, When I went to kiss her, my head kept stuck in it. Now then, I won't go to see my Vannes girl any more, The other day, I've been told of one from the fisel area! (3) * * * My song is over, we're going to cut it short For we told enough for two sons of a ragman! * * * My lips are chapped, my mouth is twisted, I can't manage to sing from being so thirsty! If I'd had a cup/glass of cider or spirit, It'd have done me great good to sing all the rest. If I'd had a cup/glass of cider or rhum, It'd have done me great good to end my song.

(1) She weeps for seven years and starts singing when the 8th year begins because the soldiers were enlisted for 7 years.
(2):Only an idea of mine but this sounds like the joke children play to one another. The song is about an adouille soup (an andouille is a sausage made of chitterlings) and the ingredients obviouly don't include andouille. So the kid told the story usually asks "What about the andouille?" and is answered "The andouille is you" because an "andouille" is also a dummy.
(3) Pays fisel, the Brittany area of "fisel dance" including 16 towns: Rostrenen, Maël-Carhaix, Bonen, Trégornan, Le Moustoir, Tréffrin, Trébrivan, Locarn, Saint Nicodème, Tréogan, Kergrist-Moëlou, Plouguernével, Duault, Glomel, Paule and Plévin.
The name Fisel is supposed to come to the fashion men had to tie their hats at the back of their heads with a lace or a string (ficelle, in French, hence the name).

Subject: Lyr Add: N'EV KET RE UHEL
From: Monique
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 06:24 PM

"N'EV KET RE UHEL ?" (Breton) "N'ev ket re uhel?" "Nann, a hent all ne vo ket moien da heuliañ." "Montreze ne vin ket klevet ac'kanon?" D'omp d'an un' tradibidibidi D'omp d'an un' tradibida Doull b'an tenn tradibidibidi Doull b'an tenn tradibida D'omp d'an daou… Roudoù Mari-Louiz roud an amitié Rouli gram chet ho potoù ker'hit d' ar gambr Kar ma c' houlomp ganti 'po ket e-giz se 'ta ! C'hwi zo minorezig c' hwi vo respektet Deoc’ h vo laket voulous lec’h a lârehet Diw vo laket d'an traoñ ha teir vo laket d'an nec'h Ma ne vo ket trawac'h deoc'h vo laket c'hwec'h. Fiche fiche logodenn war ar bodig war ar skodig Fiche fiche logodenn war ar bodig drein War c'horr' war lein war ar bodig war ar skodig War c'horr' war lein war ar bodig drein War c'horr' war dindan war ar bodig war ar skodig War c'horr' war dindan war ar bodig moan.

"ISN'T IT TOO HIGH?" "Isn't it too high?" "No, otherwise we won't be able to follow" "Maybe they won't hear me? Let's go to one, tradibidibidi Let's go to one, tradibida Doull b'an tenn tradibidibidi Doull b'an tenn tradibida Let's go to two… Let's follow Marie-Louise's trace/remembrance, trace/remembrance of love Take your shoes off, go to the bedroom upstairs For if we ask her, you won't get it easily/this way You are an heir, you'll be respected, You'll get velvet wherever you ask for it (1) We'll put two at the bottom and three at the top, If it's not enough we'll put you six of them Put, put mouse, on the small branch, the small stump, Put, put mouse, on the small branch of throrn Above, on top, on the small branch, the small stump, Above, on top, on the small branch of throrn Above, on top, on the small branch, the small stump, Above, on top, on the narrow, small branch

(1) I got help from some Breton colleagues. One said that the 4th "verse" was wrong and structurally incorrect so I corrected it. I also corrected the translation. About the velvet, he said that the yoke and stripes of velvet on the clothes were a sign of wealth and when one had many, it was a sign that one was a high-ranked person, that one was "rich" (for that time)

END OF CD1

Here you can listen to some Breton music and songs. If you click on the loudspeaker you will hear one file, if you click on the text it will open a small window, you'll want to click on "L'accompagnement musical" and another window will open with several sound files.

Son ha Ton, Breton traditional songs.

You'll also want to have a look at Rassat's Britany page

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Desert Dancer
Date: 20 Dec 10 - 10:38 PM

Wow! Thanks, Monique!

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Mr Happy
Date: 21 Dec 10 - 03:15 AM

.......that last one's reminiscent of 'The Rattling Bog'!!

Connection?

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Matthew Edwards
Date: 21 Dec 10 - 05:29 AM

Well done Monique; thank you very much indeed for the work you have put in here.

Matthew

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 21 Dec 10 - 07:00 AM

Now is Holiday Season break and I'll be busy. I'll start translating the lyrics to CD 2 after New Year.

Subject: Lyr Add: IL EST ARRIVÉ EN PARIS UN VAISSEAU QUI...
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:37 AM

Well, CD 2 will be before Christmas after all

Link to the Frémeaux's leaflet of this CD.

IL EST ARRIVÉ EN PARIS UN VAISSEAU QUI NOUS A SURPRIS (French) Il est arrivé en Paris un vaisseau qui nous a surpris Un vaisseau qui nous a surpris en arrivant sur Seine Nous rapportant quelques débris de l'île de Sainte-Hélène. (bis) Ces débris sont un testament fait par Napoléon le grand Fait par Napoléon le grand à son dernier soupir Il renvoya son testament aux napoléonistes. (bis) Son testament fut visité et partagé aux héritiers. Le prince de Joinville a remporté la redingote grise, La redingote et les boutons qui font trembler les opinions. (bis) Ceusses qu'ont trahi Napoléon se frappent la poitrine Et ils demandaient encore tous pardon aux napoléonistes. (bis) Souvenez-vous du p'tit chapeau qui n'a jamais tourné le dos Il n'a jamais tourné le dos, il a toujours fait face : "Mes soldats et mes généraux, j'ai gagné la bataille ! (bis) Je veux qu' Napoléon mon n'veu soit monté sur son cheval bleu Pour s'en aller au champ, sonner, sonner sa vaillance Et regagner le Mont Saint-Jean, la perte de la France." (bis) non listed by Coirault; a verse with the mentioned tune is in Millien, I (1906), p. 318. RADdO : EA 06354.

THERE ARRIVED IN PARIS A SHIP THAT SURPRISED US There arrived in Paris a ship that surprised us A ship that surprised us when it arrived on the Seine, It brought back some shards from St Helen island These shards were a will made by Napoleon the great, Made by Napoleon the great at his last breath He sent his will to the "napoleonists" (his followers, then) His estate was checked and shared between the heirs, The prince of Joinville took the gray frock coat (1) The frock coat and the buttons that makes the opinions shiver. Those (2) who betrayed Napoleon beat their breasts And they were still begging the "napoleonists" their pardon. Remember the little hat that never turned his back He never turned his back, he always squared up: "My soldiers and my generals, I won the battle! I want my nephew Napoleon to be mounted on his blue horse To go to the (battle) field, to horn, to horn his valiance And to go back to Mount Saint-Jean, France's loss."

(1) The Fr for "frock coat" is "redingote" from the Eng. "riding coat" (nothing is lost, nothing is created…)
(2) The normal word is "ceux" with a silent "x" at the end but it sometimes happens that it's pronounced –for good or to make fun of some provincial pronunciation- then the spelling may be "ceuss" or "ceusses" to indicate that you must add an "s" sound to it.

Subject: Lyr Add: MAIS TOUT AUTOUR DE MA PATRIE
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:38 AM

MAIS TOUT AUTOUR DE MA PATRIE (French) Mais tout autour de ma patrie, Mais tout au pied d'un vert buisson, J'ai rencontré deux p'tits novices Qui gardaient cinq à six moutons. (bis) Je leur ai dit : "Mes p'tits mignons, Vot' papa est-il à la maison ?" (bis) "Mon bon monsieur, vous pouvez croire Que de papa nous en avons pas. Il y a douze ans qu'il est parti, Qu'il est parti mais pour la guerre. Il y a douze ans qu'il est parti, Nous n'avons jamais vu parler de lui." (bis) J'ai bien connu à cette parole Que c'la était mes p'tits enfants. De crainte de leur faire de la peine, J' m'en suis n'allé tout droit à la maison. J'ai rencontré ma mie charmante, C'est elle qui m'a fait tant de peine. J'ai rencontré ma mie charmante, Celle que j'ai quittée en partant. (bis) "Ah, de bonjour ma bonne dame, Je crains la pluie, je crains l'orage, Prêtez-moi donc votre maison. De toute part, oh logez-moi, Nous vous paierons tout c' qu'il faudra." (bis) "Mon bon monsieur vous pouvez croire, Que d' vous loger, nous n'pouvons pas. Avancez-y trois pas plus bas, Les voisins n' vous refuseront pas." (bis) J'ai mis mon p'tit paquet au bas, Je m' suis assis dans une chaise, J'ai pris ma femme entre mes bras, Encore elle m'y connaissait pas. (bis) "Cessez vos rires, vos badinages, Je m'écrierai au voisinage, Cela sera pitié de vous." (bis) "T'en souviens-tu ma douce amie D' la marque que j'avais au pied droit. C'était une envie de raisin, À présent tu le vois donc bien." (bis) "Mais reste ici, avant dix heures, Tu y verras deux p'tits novices, Tous deux jumeaux et tous deux frères, Portant le nom de Louis Guerrier. C'la m'a été tant révoqué, Qu' j'en ai le cœur tout enflammé." (bis) Coirault : 5304 La tache de raisin. RADdO : EA 05304.

(BUT) AROUND MY HOMELAND (But) around my homeland (1) (But) at the foot of a green bush I came across two little apprentices Who were watching five or six sheep (twice) I told them, "My little cuties, Is your daddy home?" (twice) "My dear sir, you can be sure/take it (lit. believe) That we don't have a daddy. He left twelve years ago, He went (but) to war. He left twelve years ago, We never heard (lit. saw) talk about him (twice) I knew with this talk That those were my little children. For fear of hurting them (lit. making them sorrowful), I went home(2) straight away. I met my charming beloved, (3) She was the one who hurt me much (4) I met my charming beloved, The one I left when I went away. (twice) "Ah, good day, my good lady, I fear rain, I fear storm, Lend me your house. Accommodate me anywhere, I (5) will pay you all that I must (twice) "My good gentleman/sir, you can be sure (lit. believe) That we can't accommodate you. Go three paces farther down the street The neighbors won't refuse you. (twice) I lay down my little package, I sat down on a chair, I took my wife in my arms Though she wouldn't know me (bis). "Stop your laughing and your joking, I'll call out to the neighborhood, You'll be a pitiful sight" (6) (twice). "Do you remember, my sweet beloved, The mark I had on my right foot. It was a purple birthmark (7) Now you can see clearly. (twice) "(But) stay here, before it's ten, You'll see two little apprentices, Both twins and both brothers, Bearing the name of Louis Guerrier.(8) This was so much reminded (9) to me That my heart is all passionate.

(1) "Patrie" is literally "fatherland" but here it just means "my original area" "the place where I belong"
(2) "à la maison" can be understood as "home" or "to the house". Sometimes the soldier was coming back "home" to only discover this wasn't "home" any more!
(3) it may mean that she was the one who hurt him much (most) because she suffered from his absence and he's well aware of it and resented it. It may also mean that he'd felt sorrow because he'd missed her while he couldn't miss his children that he didn't know he had.
(4) "amie" or the short form "mie" in this context means "beloved/sweetheart", not "friend".
(5) lit. "we". It's not the royal "we"! It sometimes happens in old songs that "I" (me, mine) are replaced by the plural with corresponding conjugation of the verb.
(6) … after what they'll do to you.
(7) "une envie de raisin" literally translates as "a craving for grapes". It's about the superstition that said that when you happened to have a craving for something when you were pregnant and were denied it, the baby would have a birthmark of the same color of what you'd craved for.
(8) "Louis Guerrier" Eng. equivalent would be "Lewis Warrior"
(9) Probably a confusion between "évoqué" (recalled) and "révoqué" (dismissed/revoked) for sounding nearly alike.

Subject: Lyr Add: QUAND J' TIENS LA BRIDE DE MON CHEVAL
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:38 AM

QUAND J' TIENS LA BRIDE DE MON CHEVAL (French) Quand j' tiens la bride de mon cheval, (bis) Pour aller voir ma mie, oh dé, oh do Pour aller voir ma mie. J'étais à peine demi-rendu, (bis) Que mon cheval s'arrête, oh dé… Tournez la tête de côté, (bis) J'ai vu ma mie en danse. Aussitôt qu' la belle m'a t-aperçu, (bis) Son petit cœur soupire. "Qu'avez-vous belle à soupirer ? "(bis) "J'ai perdu ma ceinture. Si ma ceinture était en argent, (bis) Pour moi elle serait bien rendue. Mais ma ceinture elle est en or, (bis) Pour moi elle sera bien perdue." not in Coirault. RADdO : EA 06355.

WHEN I HOLD THE BRIDLE OF MY HORSE When I hold the bridle of my horse (twice) To go to see my sweetheart, oh dé, oh do, To go to see my sweetheart. I was hardly half the way there (twice) When my horse stopped, oh dé… Turn your head to the side! (1)(twice). I saw my sweetheart dance… As soon as the fair lady glimpsed me (twice) Her little heart sighed… "What do you sigh for, beauty?" (twice) "I lost my belt". "If my belt was of silver (twice) It would be returned to me. But my belt is of gold (twice) It will be lost to me for good.

(1) Either he speaks to the audience or he has a speaking horse!

Subject: Lyr Add: SUR LE PONT D'AVIGNON, J'ENTENDS CHANTER.
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:39 AM

SUR LE PONT D'AVIGNON, J'ENTENDS CHANTER LA BELLE (French) Sur le pont d'Avignon, j'entends chanter la belle Qui dans son chant chantait une chanson nouvelle : "J'ai perdu mes amours, je ne sais où les prendre A Paris ou à Tours dedans ces vastes plaines." Sont trois petits pigeons qui ont pris leur volée. L'ont prise si haut si bas, la grand mer ont passée. Sur le logis du roi, ils se sont reposés. De sur la table du roi ils ont pris leur bêchée. De sur le lit du roi, ils ont «pond » leur couvée. Ceux qui la trouveront gagneront bonne journée Gagneront cent francs par jour et en plus la nuitée. "Ouvrez la porte, ouvrez, nouvelle mariée !" "Comment je l'ouvrirai-je, je suis au lit couchée Et mon mari aussi qui m'y tient embrassée M'y tient et m'y tiendra le long de la nuitée." "Ouvrez la porte, ouvrez, nouvelle mariée !" "Vous y viendrez demain dans la mi-matinée Mon mari n'y s'ra pas, il s'ra t'à sa journée." "Ouvrez la porte, ouvrez, nouvelle mariée !" Coirault : 5217 Chanson des Oreillers. RADdO : EA 00962

ON THE BRIDGE OF AVIGNON, I HEAR THE FAIR MAIDEN SING On the bridge of Avignon, I hear the fair maiden sing Who, in her singing, sang a new song, "I lost my love, I don't now where to find him (1) In Paris or in Tours, in these wide plains". Three little pigeons took their flight. They took it so high, so low, they crossed the great sea (2). They rested on the king's dwelling, They took their food (lit. beakful) from the king's table. On the king's bed, they laid their clutch, Those who will find it will earn a good day's pay. They'll earn ten francs per day and on top the night stay. "Open the door, open, you bride!" "How would I open it, I'm lying in my bed, And so is my husband who holds me in his arms, He holds me and will hold me all night long." "Open the door, open, you bride!" "You'll come back tomorrow in the mid-morning, My husband won't be home, he'll be working." "Open the door, open, you bride!"

(1) In French, "amour" (love) is masculine in singular and feminine in plural. Besides, in songs, you often find "amours" (most often in plural) referring to the sweetheart (whether male or female) with the pronouns corresponding to "amours" and not to the actual sweetheart.
(2) It usually refers to the Atlantic Ocean.

Subject: Lyr Add: LA VIOLETTE DOUBLE
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:40 AM

LA VIOLETTE DOUBLE (French) La violette double, Doublons-la, ladérira Le vent la dédoublera. RADdO : EA 00691

THE DOUBLE VIOLET The double violet Let's double it, laderira, The wind will unfold it.

Subject: Lyr Add: J'AI UNE POMME DANS MON PANIER
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:41 AM

J'AI UNE POMME DANS MON PANIER (French) J'ai une pomme dans mon panier Marguerite en veux-tu ? (bis) Si tu savais comme elles sont bonnes Marguerite en veux-tu d' mes pommes Marguerite en veux-tu ? (bis) J'ai deux pommes… Coirault : 10117 Les dix pommes dans la poche. RADdO : EA 05622.

I HAVE AN APPLE IN MY BASKET I have an apple in my basket Margaret, do you want any? (twice) If you knew how good they are, Margaret, do you want any of my apples, Margaret, do you want any? (twice) I have two apples…

Subject: Lyr Add: BUVONS À LA SANTÉ DU PRINCE / ... DU ROI
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:42 AM

BUVONS À LA SANTÉ DU PRINCE, BUVONS À LA SANTÉ DU ROI (French) Buvons à la santé du prince, Buvons à la santé du roi, Quand je la vois ma mignonnette, Mon petit cœur est toujours gai. (bis) Quand je suis assis à ma table ronde, Ma mignonnette sur mes genoux, Je lui dis tout bas à l'oreille : "Ma mignonnette, embrassons-nous !" (bis) "Comment veux-tu que je t'embrasse, L'on dit que tu vas me quitter Pour t'en aller donc à la guerre, Sur le Piémont, servir le roi." (bis) "Ah il faut bien que je m'y en aille Puisque le roi m' l'a commandé, Mais ce n'est pas pour nous y battre, Mais c'est seulement pour nous venger."(bis) Nous ne fumes pas à demi-campagne Qu'il me vint une pensée, Dieu m'envoya la voix d'une ange Que ma maîtresse était fiancée. (bis) Si elle est fiancée que vais-je faire ? Si elle est mariée où vais-je aller ? Là-haut, là-bas sur ces montagnes, Au pied d'une arbre à soupirer. (bis) J'y ai tant pleuré, versé des larmes, Que les ruisseaux en ont coulé. Petits ruisseaux, grandes rivières, Tous nos moulins sont entrainés. (bis) Les filles sont comme la lune, Elles sont sujettes au changement, Mais les garçons n'sont pas de même, Car ils les aiment bien tendrement. (bis Coirault : This song is made from the association of several themes among which you find those presents in : # 3008 The portrait (departure for Piedmont, the tears that make the mills turn). RADdO : EA 00202. # 3104 The vivandière (seller of food and drink allowed to follow an army) who prefers an officer (girls are like the moon). RADdO : EA 02532. # 2606 Réveillez-vous belle endormie I (Wake up, sleeping beauty –not Sleeping Beauty !) (the abandoned suitor who withdraws in the mountains). RADdO : EA 02480.

LET'S DRINK TO THE PRINCE'S HEALTH, LET'S DRINK TO THE KING'S HEALTH Let's drink to the prince's health, Let's drink to the king's health When I see my little cutie, My little heart is always gay (twice) When I'm sitting at my round table, My little cutie on my knees, I whisper in her ear: "My little cutie, let's kiss!" (twice) "How do you want me to kiss you, They say that you're going to leave me To go to war, in the Piedmont, To serve the king" (twice) "Ah, I do have to go there Since the king ordered me so, But it's not for fighting, Only for taking revenge" (twice) We weren't even half the way there When a thought came to my mind, God sent me the voice of an angel (saying) that my mistress (1) was engaged (twice) If she's engaged, what will I do? If she's married, where will I go? Up there, on these yonder mountains, At the foot of a tree, I will pine (twice) I wept so much, shed so many tears That the streams flowed, Little streams, large rivers, All our mills are carried away (twice) Girls are like the moon, They're subject to change, But boys are not like this For they love them very tenderly (twice)

(1) "mistress" at that time could (also) just refer to a man's sweetheart/beloved. The idea behind it was that he loved her so much that she was his mistress (the one who rules).
for the Coirault "the portrait" song type, "La Piémontaise"

Subject: Lyr Add: PILLE PILLE MA ROUTOUTOU
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:43 AM

Here come the classy ones!!

PILLE PILLE MA ROUTOUTOU (Vendean) Pille pille ma routoutou Maroutou maroupille touderatou (bis) Touzeratou maroutou maroupille Touzeratou maroupillétou (bis)

PILE PILE MY ROUTOUTOU Pile pile my routoutou (plural) My routou (plural), my roupille touderatou (singular) (1) you will have all, my routou my roupille you will have all, my roupille and all

(1) Don't ask me what these things are, I don't know for sure, though since the topic of all these short songs is sex we might have a guess of something in plural (usually 2) together with something else in singular.

Subject: Lyr Add: Y'ATIONS QUATRE À BINER MA CHATTE
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:43 AM

Y'ATIONS QUATRE À BINER MA CHATTE (Vendean) Y'ations quatre à biner ma chatte Y'ations cinq à la démêler (bis)

WE WERE FOUR TO COMB MY PUSSY We were four to comb my pussy (1) We were five to untangle it.

(1) you can never be sure of which kind of pussy it is about!

Subject: Lyr Add: AU BOUT DOU FOUR A L'AVAIT GRAND POUR
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:44 AM

AU BOUT DOU FOUR A L'AVAIT GRAND POUR (Vendean) Au bout dou four a l'avait grand pour Et au bout dou têt a l'avait grand fret

AT THE END OF THE OVEN SHE WAS VERY AFRAID At the end of the oven she was very afraid, At the end of the roof she was very cold.

Subject: Lyr Add: MON PÈRE BITAIT MA MÈRE
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:46 AM

MON PÈRE BITAIT MA MÈRE (Vendean) Mon père bitait ma mère Moi y bito la chambrère S'y'avions poué tcho p'tit bout qui pend Y pourrions pas biter les feuilles S'y'avions poué tcho p'tit bout qui pend Y pourrions pas biter tout l' temps

MY FATHER WOULD FUCK MY MOTHER My father would fuck (1) my mother I would fuck the chamber maid. If we hadn't this little piece that hangs, We couldn't fuck the girls If we hadn't this little piece that hangs, We couldn't fuck all the time.

(1) the Fr. verb is built on "bite" (= cock) and I could find no equivalent in Eng. I mean a verb meaning the same and built on a slang word for penis. Btw, every time we (French) see an ad reading "big bites" or "little bites" we can't refrain a smile

Subject: Lyr Add: TROU DU CUL DE QUOI TE PLAINS-TU ?
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:46 AM

TROU DU CUL DE QUOI TE PLAINS-TU ? (French) Trou du cul de quoi te plains-tu N'es-tu pas bien dans l'allée de mes fesses Trou du cul de quoi te plains-tu N'es-tu pas bien dans l'allée de mon cul N'es-tu pas bien dans l'allée de mes fesses N'es-tu pas bien dans l'allée de mon cul

ASSHOLE, WHAT ARE YOU COMPLAINING ABOUT? Asshole, what are you complaining about? Don't you feel well in the alley of my buttocks? Asshole, what are you complaining about? Don't you feel well in the alley of my ass? Don't you feel well in the alley of my buttocks? Don't you feel well in the alley of my ass?

Subject: Lyr Add: TOUT L' LONG DU BOIS J'AI BAISÉ ANGÈLE
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:47 AM

TOUT L' LONG DU BOIS J'AI BAISÉ ANGÈLE (French) Tout l' long du bois j'ai baisé Angèle Tout l' long du bois j'ai baisé trois fois (bis) Si ma casquette n'était pas tombée La quatrième passait comme les autres Si ma casquette n'était pas tombée La quatrième y aurait bien passée

ALL ALONG THE WOOD, I FUCKED ANGELA All along the wood, I fucked Angela All along the wood, I fucked three times (twice) If my cap hadn't fallen The fourth one would have happened as the others, If my cap hadn't fallen, The fourth one would have happened all right.

End of the bawdy ones!

Subject: Lyr Add: J'AI USÉ MES SOULIERS, BELLE
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:48 AM

J'AI USÉ MES SOULIERS, BELLE (French) J'ai usé mes souliers, belle Tout en allant t'y faire l'amour Pourquoi les usais-tu Marchais-tu pas sur l'herbette Pourquoi les usais-tu Marchais-tu pas à pieds nus ? RADdO : EA 01304.

I WORN OUT MY SHOES, BEAUTY I worn out my shoes, beauty, Going to make love to you. Why were you wearing them? Didn't you walk on the grass? Why were you wearing them? Didn't you walk barefoot?

In Fr "user" means both "to use" and "to wear out"

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:49 AM

Y A PLUS QUE DIX FILLES DANS UN PRÉ (French) Y a plus que dix filles dans un pré (bis) Et y avait Pint Et y avait Mint Et y avait Serpe et serpolet Et celle qui joue aux épinettes Et y avait Irène Celle que mon cœur aime. Coirault : 1813 Les dix filles dans un pré. RADdO : EA 00008.

THERE ARE TEN GIRLS LEFT IN A MEADOW There are ten girls left in a meadow (twice) And there was Pint, And there was Mint And there were Billhook and wild thyme And the one who plays the spinet (1) And there was Irene, The one my heart loves.

(1) I'm not sure she plays the spinet because though "épinette" does mean "spinet" in French we don't play "an instrument" (direct object), we play "of an instrument" (indirect object introduced by "de" –of) but … we don't play "a game" (direct object) we play "at a game". So if the girl was playing the spinet, it would be "celle qui joue de l'épinette" (in singular, we don't play spinets). The construction might be alright in the local dialect but it isn't in standard French in which the Fr. translation is supposed to be. Then… "épinette" is also a withy cage to fatten poultry and a tree (spruce). Let's say her playing the spinet is the most likely supposition though "jouer aux épinettes" might be the local name of game and you wouldn't know what it refers to unless you belong there.
UPDATE:Aug. 5th 2014. In an online dictionary, it reads that "jouer des épinettes" meant to have sex. In another one, it reads that it meant "to cheat, to swindle" but according to the context, I'd choose the former. Btw, the 2nd dictionary gives a lot of expressions based on "jouer" (to play) that meant "to have sex" ("faire le déduit" they would say formally!)

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:49 AM

NOUS VOILÀ BIEN DU MONDE ICI (French) Nous voilà bien du monde ici Nous voilà bien du monde là (bis) Celle que j'aime n'y est pas Ma charmante brunette Mon petit cœur n'est pas à moi Il est à ma maîtresse Car je la vois venir là-bas De sur son cheval noir et blanc À sa main droite tient un gant blanc Et de l'autre un étui d'argent Mes amourettes (1) y sont dedans Elles y sont bien étroitement Mais elles y sont plus largement Depuis Paris jusqu'à Rouen Et de Rouen jusqu'à Fécamp. Coirault : 7201 Le galant aux gants blancs. RADdO : EA 03128.

WE HAVE MANY PEOPLE HERE We have many people here We have many people there (twice) The one I love is not here My charming brunette. My little heart isn't mine It belongs to my mistress/beloved For I see her come over there On her black and white horse. In her right hand she holds a white glove And in the other a silver case. My love is inside. It's cramped in there But it's more comfortable From Paris to Rouen And from Rouen to Fécamp.

(1) "Amourettes" Cf note to "On the Bridge of Avignon" some posts above. If you ever come across a French recipe of "amourettes", they can be animals testicles or spinal chord (check the shape!).
NB: there are two mistakes in the lyrics printed on the Frémeaux leaflet ("celui" instead of "celle" and "je le vois" instead of "je la vois", which makes the song very puzzling. I corrected both of them.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:50 AM

JE M'EN FUS TROUVER MA MAÎTRESSE (French) Je m'en fus trouver ma maîtresse (bis) Vers les onze heures à la minuit, par la fenêtre de son lit. br> (bis) "Mignonne, mignonne, dormez-vous ? (bis) Si vous dormez, réveillez-vous, c'est votre amant qui parle à vous." (bis) "Non, non, je n' dors ni je sommeille (bis) Toutes les nuits je pense à vous, mon cher amant, marions-nous." (bis) "J'en parlerai donc à ton père (bis) Et à ta mère, si elle veut, nous nous marierons tous les deux." (bis) "Bon paysan, donne-moi ta fille !" (bis) "Elle est trop jeune, elle n'a qu' quinze ans, faites l'amour en attendant" (bis) "Non, non, l'amour je n' puis la faire, (bis) Je l'ai faite deux ans passés et je trouve que c'est bien assez ! (bis) Je m'en irai sur ces montagnes, (bis) Sur ces montagnes, sur ces rochers, pour y pleurer mon temps passé." (bis) Coirault : 4710 Réveillez-vous belle endormie III (La supplique nocturne). RADdO : EA 02751.

I WENT TO MEET MY MISTRESS I went to meet my mistress (twice) Around eleven or midnight, by her bed(room) window (twice) "Cutie, cutie, are you sleeping? (twice) If you are, wake up, your lover is speaking to you" (twice) "No, no, I don't sleep or doze (twice) Every night I think of you, my dear love, let's get married" (twice) "Then I'll talk about it to your father (twice) And to your mother, if she wants, the both of us will get married (twice)" "Good peasant (1), give me your daughter" (twice) "She is too young, she's only fifteen, court her in the meanwhile (2) (twice) "No, no, I can't court her (her) (twice) I've courted her for two years and I find it's long enough! (twice) I will go on these mountains (twice) On these mountains, on these boulders, to mourn my past (twice)

(1) "paysan" in Fr hasn't the same pejorative connotation as in English
(2) "faire l'amour" (lit. to make love) here means to court (faire la cour). You can also find either expression in La Yoyette/Yeyette.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:51 AM

UN JOUR UN JOUR M'Y PREND ENVIE (French) Un jour un jour m'y prend envie De ma maîtresse la faire mourir La faire mourir de ci de loin Que ses parents le sauriont (1) point. (bis) Pris le cheval de mon père Son pistolet, ses forniments (2) Tout droit m'en suis n'allé Droit à la porte à ma bien aimée. (bis) Si vous dormez belle endormie Belle endormie si vous dormez Si vous dormez réveillez-vous C'est votre amant qui parle à vous. (bis) Ah ni je dors ni je sommeille Toute la nuit je pense en vous Toute la nuit je pense en vous Mon bel amant rapprochez-vous. (bis) Veux-tu venir belle Louise Que nous allions voir nos amis Que nous allions voir nos amis Pour ne plus rev'nir au pays. (bis) Et je l'ai pris par sa main blanche De sur ma selle je l'ai montée Tenez-vous bien belle Louison Je veux piquer de l'éperon. (bis) Le bon cheval noir comme un nègre (3) Et comme un lion désenchaîné Il s'élancit sans s'arrêter Jusqu'au milieu de la forêt. (bis) Là c'est ici belle Louise Là c'est ici qu'il faut mourir ! Mon bel amant si j'ai grand tort Donnez-moi le coup de la mort ! (bis) La belle a mis le pied par terre Le cœur tremblant, les larmes aux yeux Il la frappit si durement Que la belle a perdu le sang. (bis) La belle avait trois petits frères Le l'ont cherchée, l'ont point trouvée Le l'ont cherchée, l'ont point trouvée La belle est morte et enterrée. (bis) Coirault : 9804 L'amoureux de la servante. RADdO : EA 00132.

ONE DAY, ONE DAY, I GOT THE URGE One day, one day, I got the urge To make my mistress die. To make her die, here or far, But her parents wouldn't know it. (twice) Took my father's horse, His handgun, his (soldier) equipment, I went straight to, Straight to my beloved's door (twice) "If you're asleep, sleeping beauty, Sleeping beauty, if you're asleep, If you're asleep, wake up, It's your lover speaking to you." (twice) "Ah, I neither sleep nor doze, All night long I think of you. All night long I think of you, My handsome lover, come closer." (twice) "Do you want to come, beautiful Louise, So we'd go to visit our friends, So we'd go to visit our friends To never come back home?" (twice) And I took her by her white hand, I brought her up on my saddle "Hold on carefully, beautiful Louison, I want to break into a gallop" (lit.~ to prick the spurs). (twice) The good horse (as) black like a negro And as unchained as a lion Thrust itself without stopping As far as the middle of the forest (twice) "Now, it's here, beautiful Louise Now, it's there you must die!" "My handsome lover, if I'm very wrong, Give me the death blow!" (twice) The fair maiden set foot on the ground With her heart trembling and tears in her eyes. He hit her so hard That the fair maiden lost her blood. (twice) The fair maiden had three little brothers They looked for her, didn't find her They looked for her, didn't find her The fair maiden is dead and buried. (twice)

(1) "sauriont" (standard French "sauraient") in some French dialects, the conjugation differs a litlle from the standard language.
(2) the standard spelling is "fourniments" –from the verb "fournir" = supply.
(3) "Nègre" (from the Spanish "negro" = black) was first an equivalent of "negro", referring to a Black slave –the only Black people they knew at that time I'm afraid. Then it was used as an equivalent of the N-word (and still is so far). It also now means a ghostwriter.


Personal note: not only we have psychopaths in real life, some people felt the need to have them in songs too!

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:52 AM

LE ROI RENAUD (French) Le roi Renaud revint de guerre, vain, Portant ses tripes dans ses mains. Sa mère qu'était sur le créneau A vu venir le roi Renaud. "Renaud, Renaud, réjouis-toi, Ta femme est accouchée d'un roi." "Ni de la femme ni du fils Je ne saurai me réjouir. Ma mère, ma mère, allez devant, Préparez-moi un beau lit blanc. Pas longtemps j'y demeurerai, Dans la nuit je trépasserai. Faites-le moi faire ici bas, Que l'accouchée n'entende pas." Et quand ce fut sur les minuit, Le roi Renaud rendit l'esprit. Et quand ce fut le matin jour, Que les valets pleuraient toujours, Ce ne fut l'heure du déjeuner, Que les servantes ont pleuré. "Dites-moi ma mère, ma mie, Que nos valets pleurent ici ?" "Ma fille en baignant nos chevaux, Ont laissé noyer le plus beau." "Dites-moi ma mère, ma mie, Pour un cheval pleurer ainsi, Quand le roi Renaud reviendra, Plus beaux chevaux ramènera !" "Dites-moi ma mère, ma mie, Pourquoi j'entends cogner z'ici ?" "Ma fille, ce sont les charpentiers Qui raccommodent le plancher." "Dites-moi ma mère, ma mie, Pourquoi les cloches sonnent ici ?" "Ma fille, c'est la procession, Qui sort pour les rogations." "Dites-moi ma mère, ma mie, Que les petits chantent ici ?" "Ma fille, c'est la procession Qui fait le tour de la maison." Quand elle fut pour relever, A la messe elle voulut aller. Quand ce fut passé les huit jours, Voulut reprendre ses atours. "Dites-moi ma mère, ma mie, Quel habit prendrai-je aujourd'hui ?" "Prenez le vert, prenez le gris, Prenez le noir pour mieux choisir." "Dites-moi ma mère, ma mie, Qu'est-ce que ce noir signifie ?" "Femme qui relève d'enfant, C'est le noir qui est le plus seyant." Quand à l'église elle fut rentrée, Un cierge on lui a présenté. Aperçut en s'agenouillant La terre fraiche sous son banc. "Dites-moi ma mère, ma mie, Pourquoi la terre s'est rafraichie ?" "Ma fille pour ne rien vous cacher, Renaud est mort et enterré." "Puisque le roi Renaud est mort, Voici la clé de mon trésor. Voici mes bagues et mes joyaux, Nourrissez bien le fils Renaud. Terre ouvre-toi, terre fends-toi, Que j'aille trouver Renaud mon roi." Terre s'ouvrit, terre fendit Et se fut la belle engloutie. Coirault : 5311 Jean Renaud. RADdO : EA 01206.

KING RENAUD King Renaud came back from war, vain, Holding his guts in his hands. His mother who was on the crenel Saw king Renaud arrive. "Renaud, Renaud, rejoice, Your wife has given birth to a king" "Neither of my wife nor son I could rejoice. Mother, mother, go ahead Prepare a beautiful white bed for me, I will stay in it no long, During the night I'll pass away. Have it made here, downstairs So that the new mother (1) doesn't hear, And when midnight came, King Renaud gave up his ghost. And when day break came, The servants were still crying, Before breakfast time, The maidens were crying. "Tell me, mother dear What do our servants cry for here/now?" "Daughter, as they gave the horses a bath, They let the most beautiful drown". "Tell me, mother dear, To cry so much for a horse, When king Renaud is back He'll bring back more beautiful ones!" "Tell me, mother dear, Why do I hear knocking here/now?" "Daughter, those are the carpenters Mending the flooring" "Tell me, mother dear, Why are the bells ringing here/now?" "Daughter, it's the procession Going out for rogations." "Tell me, mother dear, What are the children singing here/now?" "Daughter, it's the procession Going around the house" When she was to go out again (2) She wanted to go to mass. After eight days, She wanted to wear her finery again. "Tell me, mother dear, Which dress will I wear today?" "Wear the green one, wear the gray one, Wear the black one as the best choice" "Tell me, mother dear, What does this black color mean?" "For a woman who's just given birth, Black is the color that suits her best." When she had entered the church, She's been given a candle. She noticed, when kneeling down, Fresh earth under her bench. "Tell me, mother dear, Why has the earth been dug?" "Daughter, to be quite frank Renaud is dead and buried." "Since king Renaud is dead, Here is the key of my treasure. Here are my rings and my jewels, Feel Renaud's son well. Earth, open, earth, break open For me to go with Renaud, my king." The earth opened, the earth broke open And the fair lady was swallowed up.

(1) A new mother is called "une accouchée", lit. "a delivered one"
(2) "relever" meant for a woman who'd given birth, to go out of home for the first time to go to mass and receive the priest's blessing.

We already have a King Renaud thread with a fine translation on Mudcat. Why, oh why did I find it only when I was done with this one!!!
Cora Vaucaire's rendition (lightly different lyrics); a spinet rendition

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:52 AM

LES GARÇONS SONT TROMPEURS (French) Les garçons sont trompeurs, La chose en est certaine. Sont-ils auprès de vous : "Belle que je vous aime !" Ah le petit gueux, le petit coquin, le petit trompeux, Tu disais que tu m'aimais petit gueux ! Sont-ils auprès de vous : "Belle que je vous aime !" Ah, sont-ils éloignés, Ils ne disent plus de même ! Ah le petit gueux… Ils se disent l'un à l'autre : "Connais-tu bien une telle ? Elle croit de sur ma foi, Que j'ai d' l'amitié pour elle. Mais pour lui faire voir que non, Que je me moque d'elle, J'irai faire l'amour, Tout proche de chez elle. Si elle a mal à la tête, Qu'elle se la bandelette ! Si elle a mal au jarret, Qu'elle tire sa jarretière ! Si elle a mal au talon, Qu'elle batte la semelle !" Coirault : 2414 Les garçons sont trompeurs. RADdO : EA 00305.

BOYS ARE DECEPTIVE Boys are deceptive, It is certain. Are they near you? "Beauty, how much I love you!" Ah, the little rogue, the little rascal, the little deceiver, You were saying that you loved me, you little rogue! (1) Are they near you? "Beauty, how much I love you!" Ah, are they far? They don't say the same any more! Ah, the little rogue…. They tell one another "Do you know So-and-So well? She thinks, on my word, That I feel love for her. But to show her I don't, That I don't care for her, I'll go to make love Very close to her house. If her head aches Let her bandage it! If her calf hurts, Let her remove her garter! If her heel hurts Let her go to and fro!

(1) Gueux (out dated) means "beggar" but is used only in historical contexts nowadays. It can be heard –though seldom- meaning "rogue, rascal". You won't hear "trompeux" either.
Sheet music for the verses.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:53 AM

DEDANS LA VILLE DE PLAISANTEMENT (French) Dedans la ville de Plaisantement Il y a-t-une jeune fille qui n'a pas d'amant. Elle porte d' la dentelle C'est pour mieux se faire voir La belle demoiselle S'en va se promener. Dans son chemin elle a rencontré Un jeune amoureux qui l'a t-emmenée. "Bonjour madame l'hôtesse Nous voudrions coucher Moi et ma femme Nous voudrions loger." Oh quand ça fut de sur les minuit La p'tite brunette n'y pouvait point dormir (bis) Ramasse ses culottes Son or et son argent La p'tite brunette Elle s'en va devant. Oh quand ça fut oui le matin jour Le beau galant souhaitit le bonjour. (bis) "Bonjour madame l'hôtesse Oh j'ai été volé Je suis sans culotte Ainsi que sans le sou !" Si vous l'aviez vu quàu gentil galant Si vous l'aviez vu l' jour d'auparavant Il était sans culotte Ainsi que sans le sou Que sans sa chemise On aurait bien tout vu ! not listed by Coirault. RADdO : EA 06358.

IN JOKING TOWN In Joking town There's a young girl who has no lover. She wears lace, It's to better be seen. The beautiful maiden Goes to stroll about. On her way she met A young lover who took her along. "Good day, Mrs the hostess, We would like to sleep here, Me and my wife, We would want to stay." And when midnight came The little brunette couldn't sleep (twice) Gather his breeches, His gold and his silver The little brunette Goes away. Oh, when morning came The handsome suitor greeted. (1) (twice) "Good morning, Mrs the hostess, Oh, I've been robbed I have no breeches (2) And I'm penniless too!" If you'd seen that (3)nice suitor If you'd seen him the day before He had no breeches And was penniless too Without his shirt, We'd have seen everything!

(1) "souhaitit" – verb "souhaiter" ,1st group of conjugation, conjugated as a verb of the 2nd group ("souhaitit" instead of "souhaita"). This line literally translates as "the handsome man wished the good day".
(2) "culotte" was the knee-length piece of a man's clothing before it came to mean a woman's panties. Hence the expression "porter la culotte" –to wear the culotte- referring to a woman who's in charge at home, and the name of "sans-culottes" (without-culottes) during the French Revolution, referring to men of the plebs who rejected the ancient régime knee-length breeches to wear long pants to show their patriotism.
(3) I take "quàu" to be "that" derived to the Latin for "that" while the only demonstrative determiner in standard Fr. is derived from the Latin for "this"

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 23 Dec 10 - 08:55 AM

CE SONT TROIS GALIONS D'ESPAGNE (French) Ce sont trois galions d'Espagne, Prenez courage, Dedans la flotte ont pris congé, Prenez courage, beaux mariniers. C'était pour faire le tour du monde, Sans jamais la terre y aborder. Au bout de trois années entières, Le pain, le vin, leur z'a manqué. A fallu faire la courte paille, Pour voir lequel qui sera mangé. La courte paille resta z'au maître, C'est lui doit être mangé. "Y en a-t-il un de l'équipage Qui voudrait m'y manger ? Y en a-t-il un de l'équipage Qui dans la hune il veut monter ? Il aura le navire dessous mes pieds Et ma fille en mariage." C'était l' plus jeune de l'équipage Que dans la hune y a monté. Puis quand il fut dedans la hune, Il s'y mit à rire et à chanter. "J'y vois la tour de Babylone Et la terre de tous côtés. J'y vois les moutons dans la plaine Et ma maîtresse à s'y baigner. J'y vois les cheminées qui fument Pour nous y apprêter à dîner." Il était midi cinq minutes Quand l'ancre au fond y a tombé. Coirault : 7103 La courte-paille. RADdO : EA 00387.

THOSE ARE/WERE THREE GALLEONS FROM SPAIN Those are/were three galleons from Spain Take courage They left the navy, Take courage, you handsome sailors (1) It was to sail around the world Without ever landing. At the end of three full years They went short of bread and wine. They had to draw straws To know which one would be eaten. The short straw was left to the master He was the one to be eaten. "Is there one from the crew Who would want to eat me? Is there one from the crew Who want to climb in the top? (2) He will get the ship below my feet And my daughter as a bride." It's the youngest of the crew Who climbed in the top, Then when he was in the top, He began laughing and singing. "I see the Babylone tower And land on all sides. I see the sheep in the plain And my mistress a-bathing. I see the chimneys smoke To cook a dinner for us." (3) It was five past noon When the anchor touched the bottom.

(1) A "marinier" period is a bargeman and a galleon is not a barge. Here it could stand for "marin" (sailor) or as a short for "officier marinier" (petty officer)
(2) Since it's "dans la hune" ("in" the top), I take it to be "in the crow's nest", which is in French "la gabie" but though there's at least one sea shanty that has the word "gabier" (top man), it doesn't seem there's any with "gabie" while there are some with "hune".
(3) In province (read "outside Paris") people would have "déjeuner" (breakfast) in the morning, "dîner" (dinner) at noon and "souper" (supper) in the evening while in Paris people would have "petit déjeuner" (lit. "small breakfast) in the morning, "déjeuner" (breakfast) at noon and "dîner" (dinner) in the evening. This is still accurate nowadays though Paris's custom has spread.

END OF CD 2

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 27 Dec 10 - 04:26 PM

CD 3 AUVERGNE LIMOUSIN

Link to the Frémeaux' leaflet of this CD

MINUIT VIENT DE SONNER (French) Minuit vient de sonner À l'horloge voisine J'appelle le sommeil Hélas il ne vient pas. Du fond de ma prison J'entends la foule qui gronde Et crie à mort, à mort À ce bandit d' fainéant. Simple fils d'ouvrier J'ai roulé dans la débine Mon sort était tracé Comme celui d'un roi. Et tous ces bons bourgeois Qui m'ont tous condamné Ils m'ont condamné Aux travaux forcés. Mourir sur l'échafaud C'est une mort atroce Puisqu'il le faut Mourons sans trembler. "Adieu mes chers parents Donnez-moi du courage Et toi mon frère Jean Tâche de rester sage Si tu as des enfants de bien les élever. Recommande leur bien Surtout de rester sages Car à une mauvaise vie Il n'y a rien z'à gagner. Et toi Marie Astier Ma charmante maîtresse Viendra peut-être un jour Je pourrai t'embrasser ?" Oui c'est peut-être demain Que l'on me guillotine J'entends sonner L'heure de mon trépas. not indexed by Coirault. RADdO : 06359.

MIDNIGHT JUST STROKE Midnight just stroke At the clock nearby I call sleep, Alas, it doesn't come. From the bottom of my prison, I hear the crowd rumble And shout "Death, death For this lazy rascal." A simple worker's son, I fell into poverty My fate was as mapped out As a king's And all those good bourgeois Who all sentenced me They sentenced me To penal servitude. To die on the scaffold (1) Is an atrocious death, Since I must, Let me (2) die without fear (lit. without trembling) "Adieu, my dear parents Give me courage And you, my brother John Try to stay good, If you have children, (try to) raise them well. Do recommend them To stay good above all For, from leading a bad life There's nothing to gain. And you Marie Astier, My charming mistress Maybe a day will come When I can kiss you? Yes, maybe tomorrow They'll behead me, I hear the time of my death Strike.

(1) In French, to die on the scaffold implies to be beheaded by "la guillotine".
(2) the original lyrics have it as "us" though it's not the royal "we"

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 27 Dec 10 - 04:27 PM

LE PREMEIR JORN DE MAS NÒÇAS (Occitan -Auvergnat dialect- and French) Le premeir jorn de mas nòças Davinatz c' qu' m'es arribat ? N'a vengut 'n òme a pòrta Didòn didòn dindo-nèna S'apelava le cusin Didòn-dena didòn-di. O dijatz donc paura femna Ont botarem quel òme aicí ? "Nous le mettrons dans une chambre Dans le lit que nous avons." Mes quand venguèt las vonze oras Le nòvi s'es endormit. La nòvia n'a mis pied à terre Per anar jaire amb le cusin. Mes quand venguèt las doas oras Le nòvi s'es revelhat. "O portatz-me una chandela Tròbe pas ma femna aicí !" La chandela es arribada, Troba la femna amb le cusin. "O le diable ta parentessa Tant de cusins n'i a aicí ! Je suis cornard le dimanche Mon voisin l'est le lundi. Nous ferons voyage ensemble Vendre nos cornes à Paris. Nous en ferons des tabatières Des manches de couteaux aussi. Ça fera pour les belles dames Feront priser leurs maris" Coirault: 5915 Le cousin Jacobin. RADdO : 01468.

ON THE FIRST DAY OF MY WEDDING On the first day of my wedding Guess what happened to me? A man came at my door, Didòn didòn dindo-nèna He was called the cousin Didondaine didondi. "Oh, tell me, poor wife, Where will we accommodate this man?" "We'll put him in a bedroom, In the bed we have." When it was eleven The groom went asleep, The bride set foot on the floor To go to sleep with the cousin. But when it was two, The groom woke up. "Oh, bring me a candle, I can't find my wife here!" The candle was brought (lit. arrived) He found his wife with the cousin. "Oh, the hell of your relatives/tribe, All those cousins in here!" I'm a cuckold on Sundays My neighbor is on Mondays We'll travel together To sell our horns in Paris. We'll make tobacco boxes, Knives handles too. This will do for the beautiful ladies They'll have their husbands snuff.

(1) the Fr word for "cuckold" is "cocu" from the word for "cuckoo", "cornard" means "horned one/horns bearer".

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 27 Dec 10 - 04:29 PM

LA DEMENAM LA NÒSTRA NÒVIA (Occitan -Lengadocian dialect) La demenam la nòstra nòvia La demenam coma l'avam (bis) E pas rossèla ni jantonèla Mès cau ben faire coma se bo èra ! Tirolirolirolirolirolirolà Tiroliroliro tiroliroliro Tirolirolirolirolirolirolà Tiroliroliro la-la-la Passant per l'òrt, panam las rabas Nos en anent las manjarem Pièrre l'atrapa la fot per tèrra Amb lo bilhon li fot pel cuou ! Tiro… Tòca la tiá que ieu tòque la mieuna Tòca la tiá que ieu tòque la miá (bis) Garçons que sètz aquí Fasètz dançar la nòvia Garçons que sètz aquí Fasètz-la devertir E donatz-li un jorn de jòia Garçons que sètz aquí E donatz-li un jorn de jòia Aicí. Ne'n calrà plus parlar D'anar per las velhadas Ne'n calrà plus parlar D'anar pels bals dançar Dintre dins lo mainatge Quite la libertat E mon devertinage Es n'anat (bis)

WE TAKE OUR BRIDE We take our bride We take her the way she is She's neither blonde nor pretty But we must do as if she were! Tirolirolirolirolirolirolà Tiroliroliro tiroliroliro Tirolirolirolirolirolirolà Tiroliroliro la-la-la When we pass through the kitchen garden we steal the turnips When we leave we'll eat them. Peter catches her, he puts her on the ground, With his rod he hits her ass! Tiro... Touch yours for I touch mine, Touch yours for I touch mine. Boys who are there, Have the bride dance/dance with the bride Boys who are there, Have her have fun. And give her a day of joy, Boys who are there And give her a day of joy Here/now. I must drop the idea of Going to evening gatherings, I must drop the idea of Going to dance. I enter marriage I leave liberty And my enjoying myself Is over (lit. has left)

Témoignage, "La cabrette le jour des noces": "Ça c'est des machins nuptiaux, mais anciens, parce que dans le temps, on allait chercher la mariée à la maison avec la cabrette comme vous et alors on marchait à pied, il y avait pas de voiture. Et alors le musicien était devant, le "cabretaire", avec la cabrette, et il jouait ça, et on suivait derrière et on chantait et alors et il jouait ça et en patois, et c'était joli, eh ! Ça c'est la marche nuptiale de dans le temps. Quand moi, je me suis mariée, c'était comme ça." "Vous savez, quand il y avait quatre ou cinq kilomètres aller et autant retour… " "C'est comme d'ici vous allez à Pons à pied, le cabretaire derrière… mais c'était joli ; il avait un gros bouquet ici, à la cabrette il y avait des rubans bleus, verts, rouge, et puis ça flottait et puis il jouait, la cabrette… tiiiii tarariaaaaa… Tòca la tiá que ieu tòque la mieuna, tòca la tiá que ieu tòque la miá, tilalalia… mais c'était joli, la cabrette, moi j'aime ça.


Story (1) "The cabrette (local bagpipe) on wedding days". "This is wedding stuff, but old, because in the old days, people would fetch the bride at home with the cabrette, as you do, and they would walk, there was no cars. The musician was ahead, the cabretaire (piper) with his cabrette and he would play this, and we would follow and sing, and he would play that, and in patois, and it was pretty! This is the wedding march from days of old. When I got married, it was like this". "You know, when there were 4 or 5 km (~3 miles) to and as much back…" "It's as if from here, you'd walk to Pons, the cabretaire behind… but it was pretty, there was a big bunch of flowers here, to the cabrette there were ribbons, blue ones, green ones, red ones, they would float, and he would play, the cabrette tiiii tarariaaaaaa. Tòca la tiá que ieu tòque la mieuna, tòca la tiá que ieu tòque la miá, tilalalia… but it was pretty; the cabrette, I like it!

(1) I thought it was an interesting account of the way weddings were in those days of old, it's why I translated it even if it's not a song.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 27 Dec 10 - 04:29 PM

ADIEU PRIVAS PETITE VILLE (French) Adieu Privas petite ville Je te quitte c'est pour longtemps. (bis) Je te quitte c'est pour longtemps, naviguons ma brunette Je te quitte c'est pour longtemps, naviguons en avant. Je ne regrette pas la ville, ni les bourgeois qui sont dedans Ni les bourgeois qui sont dedans, naviguons ma brunette Ni les bourgeois qui sont dedans, naviguons en avant. Je ne regrette qu'une fille, une fille de dix-huit ans Une fille de dix-huit ans, naviguons ma brunette Une fille de dix-huit ans, naviguons en avant. Coirault : 6514 Que regrettes-tu en partant. RADdO : 03052.

FAREWELL PRIVAS LITTLE TOWN Farewell Privas little town I leave you for long (twice) I leave you for long, let's sail my brunette, I leave you for long, let's sail forwards. I don't regret the town, nor the bourgeois in there either, Nor the bourgeois in there either, let's sail my brunette Nor the bourgeois in there either, let's sail forwards. I only regret a girl, an eighteen year old girl, An eighteen year old girl, let's sail my brunette An eighteen year old girl, let's sail forwards.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 27 Dec 10 - 04:32 PM

SOS LE PONT D'ORLEANS (Occitan -Lemosin dialect) Sos le pont d'Orleans Marguerite 'la y lave. Chantant le rossignolet Le rossignolet (bis) La vit venir d'alai Sieis grands cavaliers de guerre. Lo premier, eu li disset : "Dio, ma petite Marguerite !" Lo deuxieme, eu li disset : "Dio, voldria bien t'esposar !" Lo troisieme, eu li disset : "Dio, au fond de la granda prada !" Lo quatrieme, eu li disset : "Dio, nos li farem une grande virade !" Lo cinquieme, eu li disset : "Dio, nos li rentrarem dedins la grande broalhe !" Lo sixieme, eu li disset : "Dio, nos li farem l'amor !" RADdO : 06360.

UNDER ORLEANS BRIDGE Under Orleans bridge Margaret was doing her washing there (1) The nightingale was singing, The nightingale (lit. "little nightingale") (twice) She saw six tall, war horsemen Come from afar. The first said to her (2) "Say, my little Margaret!" "The second said to her "Say, I'd want to marry you!" The third said "Say, at the bottom of the big meadow!" The fourth said "Say, we'll take her for a long walk!" The fifth said "Say, we'll take her in the big wasteland!" The sixth said "Say, we'll make love to her!"

(1) The translation into French is given as "gets up" but I'm not sure she does. First there are different songs on this theme and the girl (most often "Catarina") is usually washing her laundry "lava (present)/lavava (imperfect)"; then: she gets up from under a bridge? was she really sleeping there? to get up period in this context means to get up from bed in the morning, not just to stand up; besides nightingales sing at night so unless she was some sort of night owl to get up at night and be able to see horsemen come in the dark I take 'la y lave' to be the verb 'lavar/lavâ' (to wash)

(2) Though all verses but the two first have "eu li disset" (he said to her/he told her) I kept "to her" when they were actually speaking to her.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 27 Dec 10 - 04:34 PM

FAI-LO CORNARD MA FILHA (Occitan -Lengadocian) Fai-lo cornard ma filha Ton paire zo èra ben (bis) Ta maire lo prestava E enquèra l'a ben ! (bis) Presta-lo-me ma filha Que te lo rendrai ben (bis) RADdO : 06363.

MAKE HIM A CUCKOLD, DAUGHTER Make him a cuckold, daughter Your father well was one. (twice) Your mother did lend it And she still has it! (twice) Lend it to me, girl, I'll give it back to you. (twice)

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 27 Dec 10 - 04:35 PM

PASSANT PAR PARIS, VIDANT LA BOUTEILLE (French) Passant par Paris, vidant la bouteille, (bis) Un de mes amis me dit à l'oreille, bon, bon, bon, Le bon vin m'endort, l'amour me réveille, Le bon vin m'endort, l'amour me réveille encore Un de mes amis me dit à l'oreille (bis) Jean prend garde à toi, l'on courti' ta belle, bon, bon, bon, Le bon vin… Courtise qui le voudra, je me fie z'en elle. J'ai eu de son cœur la fleur la plus belle Dans un beau lit blanc créé de dentelles. J'ai eu trois garçons tous trois capitaines L'un est à Paris, l'autre à La Rochelle Et l'autre à Bordeaux courtisant les belles Et l' père est ici qui assure la ficelle. Coirault : 2514 J'ai trouvé rival. RADdO : 00207.

GOING THROUGH PARIS Going through Paris, drinking (lit. emptying the bottle),(twice> One of my friends tells me in my hear, well, well, well, The good wine makes me sleep, love awakes me, The good wine makes me sleep, love awakes me again One of my friends tells me in my hear "John, beware, your beloved is being courted" well, well, well, The good wine... "Court may whoever wants to, I trust her I got from her heart the most beautiful flower In a beautiful bed created (1) with lace I had three boys all three captains One is in Paris, the other in La Rochelle The third one in Bordeaux courting the girls And the father's here, insuring (2) the string."

(1) "créé"(created) must be a mishearing, it's usually "gréé" (rigged)
(2) "qui assure la ficelle" might mean "who insures/belays the string" (as it might mean "insuring the dough", "ficelle" being one of the many slang words for money) but I take it to be a mishearing since it's usually sung as "qui hale sur la ficelle" (pulling from the string/rope), the verb "haler" (to haul, to tow) was used in very specific contexts usually related to the navy and "Passant par Paris" isn't a "true" sea shanty.

I took the translation I'd already done in this thread where you can also find the Provençal version of it.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 27 Dec 10 - 04:36 PM

EN MILLE HUIT CENT VINGT (French) En mille huit cent vingt Ce fut un assassin par un de nos soutiens Un grand prince de France Se trouvant sans défense Il fut assassiné par un garçon sellier. Mais ce garçon sellier Il fut bien attrapé par un vieux grenadier Il cria aux hommes et forte Mais d'une voix plus forte : "On assassine ici le duc de Berry ! " Sa femme vient de la maison tout pleurant De la maison tout criant : "Oh malheureuse France, Voilà la récompense D'être venue ici pour perdre mon mari ! " "Duchesse ne crie pas tant, Aie soin de notre enfant Je ne suis pas mourant Conduis-moi z'à l'hôtel Le coup n'est pas mortel." Mais à minuit on entend un grand bruit Tout autour de son lit "Adieu charmante duchesse Il faut que je te laisse Apporte mon enfant entre mes bras mourants. Il faut que je te quitte, Mais d'un regret bien triste On mettra un prince à ma place, Dieu en fasse la grâce Mais ce que je voudrais le bonheur d'un Français." RADdO : 06361.

IN EIGHTEEN AND TWEETY In eighteen and twenty It was a murderer, by one of our supports (1) A great prince of France, Being defenseless Was murdered by a saddler boy. But this saddler boy Was caught by an old grenadier He shouted to the men and loud But with a louder voice, "The duke of Berry is being murdered here!" His wife comes from home weeping, From home crying, "Oh woe is France, Here is the reward To have come here to loose my husband!" "Duchess, don't cry so much, Take care of our child, I'm not dying, Have me brought to the hotel, The blow isn't lethal." But at midnight, they hear a great noise Around his bed, "Adieu, charming duchess, I have to leave you, Bring my child between my dying arms. I have to leave you, But with a very sad regret. They'll put a prince in my place, God may allow it, But what I'd want is the happiness of the Frenchmen"

(1) This sentence is very weird, it makes no sense! There must be some mishearing somewhere though it can't be "assassin" or "soutiens" because of the rhyme

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 27 Dec 10 - 04:38 PM

CINQ SOS PER LA CHAMBRIERA (Occitan -Lemosin dialect) Cinq sos per la chambriera Dos sos per lo vaileton (bis) Quo es pro char per la chambriera Quo es pas pro per lo vaileton ! (bis) RADdO : 06362

FIVE PENCE FOR THE CHAMBERMAID Five pence for the chambermaid Two pence for the young (male) servant (1) (twice) It's expensive enough for the chambermaid It's not enough for the little servant! (twice)

(1) it can't be "la vaileton" as typed on the leaflet, "la" is the feminine article and though in some dialects this "la" is pronounced "lo" ("loh" for you, with an "o" more or less open) it's never the other way round; "vaileton" is a boy, the feminine would be "vailetona" but another word would be used for a girl.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 27 Dec 10 - 04:38 PM

LA PASSION DE JESUS CRIST (Occitan -Lemosin dialect) La passion de Jesus Crist N'es tant trista, dolanta Escotetz-la pitits e grands Si la voletz apprendre Las aurelhas son per escotar La bocha per la dire Nòstre Senhor se vei permenar Tot pendut coma un ange N'emmena degun coma se Mas Sent Jan e Sent Pierre Quand sigueren a mieg chamin Tròben belcòp de monde Disset sent Pierre a sent Jan Granda rejoïssença Sent Jan disset a sent Pierre Quò es granda traïssença Tu ne'n veiràs deman a miegjorn Ne'n veiràs l'experiança Tu ne'n veiràs deman melhor Ne'n veiràs l'esperiança Tu ne'n veiràs mon cuer percé Per mila còps de lança Tu ne'n veiràs mon sang couler Tot lo long de mes membres

THE PASSION OF JESUS CHRIST The passion of Jesus Christ Is so sad and painful. Listen to it, children and adults (lit. little and big ones) If you want to learn it. The ears are made to listen The mouth to tell it. Our Lord goes to stroll "Hung" like an angel. (1) He takes nobody along But Saint John and Saint Peter. When (they were) half the way there They find a lot of people. Saint Peter tells Saint John Great rejoicing Saint John tells Saint Peter "It's a great treason." "You'll see tomorrow at noon, You'll see the experience You'll see better tomorrow, You'll see the experience. You'll see my heart pierced By a thousand spear blows You'll see my blood drip Along my limbs."

(1) I take it to mean "hanging from nowhere" in the sky

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 27 Dec 10 - 04:41 PM

ROSSIGNOLET CHARMANT, ROSSIGNOLET SAUVAGE (French) “Rossignolet charmant, rossignolet sauvage, Apprends-moi ton langage, apprends-moi à chanter, Apprends-moi la manière comment l’amour se fait.” “Comment l’amour se fait, je m’en vais te le dire. Faut aller voir les filles, les embrasser souvent, En leur disant la belle, je serai ton amant.” “Si tu es mon amant, je serai ta maîtresse, Je serai ta maîtresse, maîtresse pour longtemps, On couchera ensemble malgré tous nos parents.” “La belle dans ton jardin, y a t-une belle rose, Y a t-une belle rose, belle dans ton jardin. Permets-moi donc, la belle, que j’y mette la main.” “Pour y mettre la main, y a bien des choses à faire. Apporte-moi la lune, le soleil à la main, Tu toucheras la rose qui est dans mon jardin.” “Pour t’apporter la lune, la lune elle est bien haute, La lune elle est bien haute, le soleil est bien loin, Tu n’auras pas la rose qui est dans mon jardin.” Coirault : 122 Rossignolet du bois. RADdO : 01211.

CHARMING NIGHTINGALE, WILD NIGHTINGALE "Charming nightingale, wild nightingale, Teach me your language, teach me to sing, Teach me the way to make love." (1) "How to make love, I'm going to tell you, You must go see the girls, kiss them often Telling them 'Beauty, I'll be your lover'" "If you are my lover, I'll be your mistress, I'll be your mistress, mistress for long, We'll sleep together in spite of all our parents" "Beauty, in your garden there is a beautiful rose, There is a beautiful rose, beauty, in your garden, Allow me, beauty, to put my hand on it" "To put your hand on it, there are many things to do. Bring me the moon, the sun in your hand, You'll touch the rose which is in my garden". "To bring you’re the moon, the moon is very high, The moon is very high, the sun is so far." "You will not have the rose which is in my garden".

(1) I don't think he's asking for a class of sexual education. "To make love" would mean to court a girl -which could include making love as we understand it nowadays, but not necessarily though the chances are that he'd try to. If you consider the lyrics, he did try!

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 28 Dec 10 - 06:09 PM

The last tune on the CD is just played, but it has lyrics…

PARA LO LOP (Occitan) E para lo lop, pichona/pichòta/pitiòta (1) Para lo lop, E para lo lop, pichona/pichòta/pitiòta Para lo lop, Para lo lop que t'empòrta, que t'empòrta, Para lo lop que t'empòrta l'anhelon/los motons.

BEWARE OF THE WOLF Beware of the wolf, girl (lit. little one) Beware of the wolf, Beware of the wolf, girl Beware of the wolf, Beware of the wolf that takes, that takes, Beware of the wolf that takes your lamb/sheep.

(1) The word meaning "little one" is different according to the dialects.

Some people have added lyrics to this song, some about today's issues concerning the languages.

END OF CD 3

Looking for information I came across Vitrifolk.be. It's in French but you can find sheet music ("partitions") lyrics ("paroles") among many other topics

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Phil Edwards
Date: 28 Dec 10 - 06:37 PM

Vitrifolk is a fantastic resource - their stock of partitions (tunes) has to be seen to be believed. Unfortunately it's sheet-music only, no ABC - and most of the tunes I looked at were notated in C, not the D or G I play in - but the sheer wealth of tunes makes up for the inconvenience.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 03 Jan 11 - 02:23 PM

CD 4 Center France

Link to the Frémeaux's leaflet of this DC.

LA BELLE S'EN VA AU JARDIN DES AMOURS (French) La belle s'en va au jardin des amours C'est pour y passer la semaine Son père qui la cherche partout Et son amant en est en peine. Y a un berger là-bas dans la prairie Si il l'a vue qu'il nous renseigne : "Berger, berger, mon doux berger N'avez-vous pas vu la beauté même ?" "De quelle couleur était-elle habillée ? Est-elle en soie ou bien en laine ?" "Elle a un jupon blanc satiné, Une jolie robe couleur de rose." "Elle est là-bas au jardin des amours, Assise sus l' bord d'une fontaine, Elle tient un p'tit oiseau dans sa main À qui la belle raconte toutes ses peines." "Mon p'tit oiseau, tu es donc bien heureux D'être entre les mains d' ma maîtresse, Moi je suis bien son amoureux Et je ne peux pas m'approcher d'elle. Faut-il être aussi près du rosier Sans pouvoir même cueillir la rose ?" "Cueillez, cueillez, cher amant cueillez, C'en est pour vous qu' la rose est belle." "Faut-il être aussi près du ruisseau Pour endurer la soif que j'endure ?" "Buvez, buvez, cher amant buvez, C'en est pour vous qu' le ruisseau coule." Coirault : 1801 La belle au jardin d'amour. RADdO : 00006.

THE FAIR MAIDEN GOES TO THE GARDEN OF LOVE The fair maiden goes to the garden of love To spend the week there. Her father is looking for her everywhere And her lover is sorrowful. There's a shepherd in the meadow, Let him tell us if he saw her: "Shepherd, shepherd, my sweet shepherd, Didn't you see Beauty itself?" "Which was the color of her clothes? Is she wearing silk or wool?" "She has/wears a white, silken petticoat And a pretty, rose-colored dress" "She's over there, in the garden of love, Sitting on the edge of a fountain, She holds a little bird in her hand To which she (lit. the fair maiden) tells all her sorrows." "My little bird, you're very lucky (lit. happy) To be between my mistress's hands Even if I am her sweetheart, I can't go near her. Has one to be so near the rosebush Without been allowed to pick the rose?" "Pick, pick, dear lover, pick, It's for you that the rose is beautiful" "Has one to be so near the stream To endure the thirst I endure?" "Drink, drink, dear lover, drink, It's for you that the stream flows."

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 03 Jan 11 - 02:25 PM

TES MOUTONS MA BARGÈRE (French - Berrichon dialect?) "Tes moutons ma bargère Ils sont bien récartés Ils sont dedans la plaine On les voit pus aller." (bis) "Mes moutons ils marchent Au courant de l'eau Mon barger les appelle Au chant des oiseaux." "Allons donc ma bargère Allons sous ces ormeaux Nous parlerons d'amour À quelques petits mots." (bis) "Si l'amour vous presse Passez votre chemin Ou gare après vos fesses J' vas lâcher mes chiens." "Pour tes chiens ma bargère Il faut pas les lâcher Si ma parole t'y fâche Je vas m'en aller. (bis) Adieu fille ingrate Fille sans pitié Pus les amants vous flattent Moins vous les aimez." Un soir à la brune En m'y promenant Tout en fumant ma pipe Bien gaillardement. (bis) J' rencontre mon camarade Triste désolé Ne parlant plus parole Je l'ai reconsolé. "Qu'as-tu donc camarade Qu'as-tu à tant pleurer Pour l'amour d'une brune À tant t'y chagriner ? Nous irons-t-en Flandres Nous en trouverons Des brunes aussi des blondes Nous en choisirons." "Des brunes aussi des blondes Non m'y convient pas Car ma maîtresse est belle Je n' la quitterai pas. (bis) Ma maîtresse est belle Elle a des agréments Oh ! quand j' suis avec elle Le dimanche aux champs." Coirault : 4309 Ne lâche pas ton chien + 2613 En fumant ma pipe bien gaillardement. RADdO : 02684 + RADdO : 01031.

YOUR SHEEP, MY SHEPHERDESS "Your sheep, my shepherdess, Are very scattered, They are in the plain We can't see them go any more" (twice) "My sheep walk Along the stream of water. My shepherd calls them When the birds sing." "Let's go, my shepherdess, Let's go under those elm trees. We'll talk of love, Some little words" (twice) "If love is pressing you, Be on your way Or beware of your bottom, I'm going to set my dogs loose." "As for your dogs, my shepherdess, No need to set them loose. If my talking bothers you, I'm going to leave. (twice) Farewell, ungrateful girl, Pitiless girl, The more lovers flatter you, The less you love them". One evening, at dusk, I was strolling And smoking my pipe Cheerfully. (twice) I met my friend, Sad and sorry, He wouldn't say a word, I comforted him. "What's the matter with you, mate, Why do you cry so much, Why do you grieve so For a brunette's love? We will go to Flanders, We will find some Brunettes and blondes too, We will choose some. "Brunettes and blondes Don't fit me For my mistress is beautiful I won't leave her. (twice) My mistress is beautiful She has amenities Oh, when I'm with her In the fields on Sundays.

I added a question mark to "Berrichon dialect" because if you check Wiki article about it, from what we have in the song ("barger/bargère", "récartés", "reconsolé", some constructions and pronunciations) it's hard to tell whether the whole song is in Berrichon dialect or if it's just French with some regional shades which would be what we could call "nowadays Berrichon"

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 03 Jan 11 - 02:26 PM

ROSSIGNOLET DES BOIS (French) "Rossignolet des bois Rossignolet sauvage, (bis) Dis-nous donc la manière Apprends-nous à parler Apprends-nous la manière Comment l'amour se fait." "Comment l'amour se fait Faut jamais rien en dire (bis) Faut jamais rien en dire Ça serait-y qu'en riant À sa jolie maîtresse Que son cœur aime tant." "La belle dans ton jardin Y a des belles pommes reinettes (bis) Voudrais-tu m'y permettre Ah ! d'y porter la main A tes belles pommes reinettes Qu'il y a dans ton jardin." "Pour toucher à mes pommes Cela m'est impossible." (bis) "La lune alle est bien haute Le soleil est bien loin Tu garderas la belle Tes pommes dans ton jardin." "Eh ! oh ! Là-bas va-t-en Grand amuseur de filles (bis) Ah ! tu as pris mon cœur-e À présent tu t'en vas En passant la rivière Galant tu périras." "Oh ! oui j'y périrai En passant la rivière ? (bis) Je suis garçon volage Garçon à marier En passant la rivière J'tâcherai bin d'm'en r'tirer."       Coirault : 122 Rossignolet du bois. RADdO : 01211.

NIGHTINGALE FROM THE WOODS, WILD NIGHTINGALE Nightingale from the woods, Wild nightingale, (twice) Tell us the manner, Teach me to speak, Teach us the way To make love." (1) "How to make love, One must never speak about it, (twice) One must never speak about it Even as a joke To one's pretty mistress That one's heart loves so much." "Beauty, in your garden There are nice russet apples (twice) Would you allow me Ah, to put a hand On the nice russet apples There are in your garden? "To touch my apples, It's impossible for me" (implied "to allow you to") (twice) The moon is very high, The sun is so far. Beauty, you will keep The apples in your garden." "Hey! Oh! Go away over there, You great entertainer of girls, (twice) Ah, you took my heart, Now you go away, When you cross the river, Lover, you'll perish." "Oh, yes, I'll perish Crossing the river? (twice) I'm a fickle boy, Marriageable boy, When I cross the river, I'll do my best to get out of it.

(1) Cf note above

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 03 Jan 11 - 02:28 PM

GENS DE COURBAN QUI AVEZ DU CŒUR (French) Gens de Courban qui avez du cœur N'oubliez pas vos enfants de chœur Le bon Dieu vous le rendra Alléluia ! Si vos poules ont bien pondu Donnez un œuf, donnez-en deux Pour mettre au panier que voilà Alléluia ! Et si vous n'avez pas d'œufs Mettez un franc, mettez-en deux Dans la goillotte que voilà Alléluia ! Coirault : 9111 Alléluia. RADdO : 05532

PEOPLE FROM COURBAN WHO ARE KIND-HEARTED, People from Courban who are kind-hearted Don't forget your altar boys, The good God will repay you Hallelujah! If your hens laid well Give an egg, give two of them To put in this basket Hallelujah! And if you have no eggs, Put a franc, put two of them In this purse. Hallelujah!

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 03 Jan 11 - 02:31 PM

ET Y EN TOUT TEMPS LA GALETTE EST BONNE (French) Et y en tout temps la galette est bonne Et y en tout temps l'a du beurre dedans (bis) Quand n'y a point d' beurre dedans Ça s'appelle pas d' la galette Quand n'y a point d' beurre dedans Ça s'appelle du "chauboulon". RADdO : 06364.

ANY TIME, THE GALETTE IS GOOD Any time, the galette (1) is good, Any time, there's butter inside (twice) When there's no butter inside, It's not called galette, When there's no butter inside, It's called "chauboulon" (2)

(1) a galette is a round cake made of a mixture of butter, almonds powder, sugar and egg between two layers of puff pastry. If you follow the link you'll read about the galette tradition on 12th Night in France and a recipe of said galette.
(2) Chauboulon : the note on the leaflet says it's a galette not made with puff pastry and rather heavy on the stomach.

Language: same issue as in "Tes moutons ma bargère" (above)

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 03 Jan 11 - 02:33 PM

DU BON MATIN JE M' SUIS LEVÉ (French) Du bon matin je m' suis levé, plus matin que l'aurore, (bis) C'est là que je m' suis-t-aperçu, que ma maîtresse ne m'aimait plus. J'ai mis la bride à mon cheval, oh ! oh ! j'ai mis la selle, (bis) Mon épée claire à mon côté pour y aller voir ma bien-aimée. Mais j'arrive dedans la cour, son petit cœur soupire, (bis) Qu'avez-vous donc à soupirer, la belle vous êtes enfiancée. Enfiancée oh oui je suis, malheureuse ma journée, (bis) Car c'est dimanche mes premiers bans, mettez-y donc empêchement. Voilà le dimanche qui arrive, le curé monte en chaire, (bis) Écoutez tous petits et grands, j' m'en vais vous publier les bans. Mais le galant n'étant pas loin, entendit cette annonce, (bis) Monsieur l' curé n' se pressez pas tant, je viens y mettre empêchement. Mais quel est donc cet insolent qui m'y parle de la sorte, (bis) Je ne suis pas un insolent, je suis le premier d' ses amants. Je suis le premier d' ses amants, voilà sept ans que j' l'aime, (bis) S'il y a sept ans que vous l'aimez, c'est comme de juste que vous l'aurez. Coirault : 1432 L'empêchement aux bans. RADdO : 00936.

EARLY IN THE MORNING I GOT UP Early in the morning I got up, earlier than dawn (twice) It's when I realized that my mistress loved me no more. I put the bridle to my horse, oh, oh, I put the saddle on (twice) My unsheathed sword at my side to go to see my beloved. But when I arrived in her yard, her little heart sighed (twice). "Why do you sigh, beauty, you are engaged." "Engaged, oh yes I am, my day is sorrowful (twice) For on Sunday are my first banns, hinder them." Sunday came, the priest went up to the pulpit (twice), "Listen all, children and grown ups, I'm going to call the banns." But the lover wasn't far, he heard this announcement (twice) "Father, don't haste so much, I've come to hinder them." "But who is this insolent man who speaks this way to me (twice)" "I'm not insolent, I'm the first lover of hers. "I'm the first lover of hers, I've loved her for seven years. (twice) "If you've loved her for seven years, you'll have her, it's quite fair."

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 03 Jan 11 - 02:34 PM

AU PAYS DU BERRY (French) Au pays du Berry, quand une fillette A fixé son choix, oui da, sur un épouseux (…) Et pour un sou, au son de la cornemuse On chante et on s'amuse et on rit jusqu'au jour Ha ha ha ha ha ha, ha la cornemuse Ha ha ha ha ha ha, souffle jusqu'au jour !

IN BERRY LAND In Berry land, when a young girl Set her choice, yes indeed, on a husband (…) And for a penny, to the sound of the bagpipe, We sing and we have fun and we laugh till daybreak. Ha ha ha ha ha ha, ha the bagpipe Ha ha ha ha ha ha, plays (lit. blows) till daybreak

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 03 Jan 11 - 02:36 PM

ON TE RACCOURCIRA TON PETIT COTILLON MA JEANNETTE (French) On te raccourcira ton petit cotillon ma Jeannette On te raccourcira ton petit cotillon de lin. RADdO : 06365.

THEY/WE WILL SHORTEN YOUR LITTLE PETTICOAT, MY JEANNETTE They/we will shorten your little petticoat, my Jeannette They/we will shorten your little flax petticoat.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 03 Jan 11 - 02:37 PM

PAYEZ DONC, MAMAN, PAYEZ DONC (French) Payez donc, maman, payez donc La façon de ma camisole. Payez donc, maman, payez donc La façon de mon cotillon. J'ai payé, maman, j'ai payé La façon de ma camisole. J'ai payé, maman, j'ai payé La façon de mon tablier. RADdO : 00083.

DO PAY, MOMMY, DO PAY Do pay, mommy, do pay The making of my camisole, Do pay, mommy, do pay The making of my petticoat. I paid, mommy, I paid, The making of my camisole, I paid, mommy, I paid The making of my apron.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 03 Jan 11 - 02:40 PM

HABITANTS DE TOUT ÂGE (French) Habitants de tout âge À l'heure du repos, En attendant l'ouvrage, Écoutez quelques mots ! Un brave militaire Revenait de la guerre, Rêveur de ses bonheurs. Ce soldat doux et sage Rentrait dans son village D'avec la Croix d'Honneur Avec la Croix d'Honneur. Allant-t-à la fontaine La femme du Perrier, Elle reconnut son frère Cet aimable guerrier. "Eh bien l' bonjour cher frère, Voilà notre chaumière, Venez voir mon époux ! Perrier, la bonté même, Autant que moi vous aime !" "Je voudrais m'en aller ! (bis) Frère et sœur, le temps me presse Embrassons-nous bonsoir ! Demain-z-avant la messe, Tous deux venez me voir ! Nous ferons-z-une fête, Elle sera parfaite En souhaitant les beaux jours ! Ce sont mes pères-z-et mères Qui sont-t-encore sur terre Je les aime toujours. (bis) Je veux voir si ma mère, Sous l'habit militaire, Reconnaîtrait son fils ! Lui parlant de l'Italie Mon cher-e père Elise N'en sera pas surpris ! " (bis) "Bonsoir, madame l'hôtesse, Pourriez-vous me loger ?" "Mon ami je suis triste, Je n'ai rien à manger !" "Que rien ne vous chagrine, Du pain-z-une chopine, C'est suffisant pour moi ! De sur une paillasse, Daignez m'y faire place, Car il fait déjà froid ! (bis) La chambre est ténébreuse, Le soldat dort bientôt. L'hôtesse, assez curieuse, Visita le ballot. Oh ! sans croire mais sans-z-honte Oh ! cette dame y compte Dix huit cent pièces d'or. (bis) "Mon mari oh quelle somme, Pour nous c'est un trésor ! Assassinons cet homme, Nous aurons tout son or !" Descendent dans la cave Afin d'y faire un trou. "Moi, j' vais trouver ce brave Pour lui couper le cou !" Le soldat plein de vie Sous la femme en furie Fut bientôt massacré. Et elle s'en va le mettre Oh sans le reconnaître Dans le trou préparé. (bis) Le lendemain dès l'aurore L'estimable Perrier, Ainsi que Léonore Viennent pour voir le guerrier. "Eh bien l' bonjour chère mère Parlons d' ce militaire Que vous avez logé !" "Il est sur la grande route, Déjà bien loin sans doute Qui retourne au congé." (bis) "Ma mère, c'est une fable Que vous m' contez ici ! Ce soldat estimable N'est point sorti d'ici ! Réveillez-le de grâce, Afin que je l'embrasse, Je l'aime tendrement !" "Le r'connais-tu ma chère ?" "Oui maman c'est mon frère, Qui r'vient du régiment." (bis) "Hélas ! Je sens mon crime Qui m'entraîne à la mort ! Mon fils est ma victime, Grands dieux, quel triste sort ! Hier soir après la brume, Pour avoir sa fortune, J'ai pris mon grand couteau. Oh de ç-t-enfant aimable Moi la mère abominable, J'en deviens le bourreau !" (bis) Coirault : 9614 Le fils soldat assassiné par ses parents IV. RADdO : 05292.

PEOPLE OF ALL AGES People of all ages, At rest time, While waiting for work, Hear some words! A good military man Going back from war, Dreaming of his happiness. This sweet and nice soldier Was going back to his village, With the Cross of Honor With the Cross of Honor. A-going to the fountain Perrier's wife Recognized her brother, This lovable warrior. "Greetings, dear brother, Here is our cottage, Come and see my husband, Perrier, goodness itself, Loves you as much as I do!" "I'd like to leave! (twice) Brother and sister, I'm in a hurry, Let's kiss goodbye! (lit. good evening) Tomorrow before mass, You two come to see me! We'll have a party/celebration, It will be perfect Greeting the nice days My father and mother Still on earth, I still love them. (twice) I want to check if my mother Would recognize her son In his army clothes! As I'll talk about Italy My dear father Élise (2) Won't be surprised (twice) "Good evening, hostess, Could you accommodate me?" "My friend, I'm sad, I have nothing to eat !" "Don't worry, Some bread and a glass (of wine or anything else) It's enough for me! On a straw mattress Deign to make me some place For it's already cold!" (twice) The bedroom was dark The soldier was soon asleep. The hostess rather curious Searched the bundle. Oh, without believing it but shameless, Oh, this lady counted Eighteen hundred gold coins in it. (twice) "Husband, oh! What an amount, For us it's a treasure! Let's murder this man, We'll have all his gold!" They went down in the cellar To dig a hole in there. "I'm going to see this brave, To cut his neck/throat!" (twice) The full of life soldier Was soon slaughtered Under(2) the furious woman And she goes to put him Oh, without knowing him In the prepared hole. (twice) On the next day, at dawn, The worthy Perrier And Léonore too Go to see the warrior. "Good day to you, dear mother, Let's talk about this military man You accommodated!" "He's on the highway, Probably already far away, Going back to his leave (3). (twice) "Mother, it's a tale You're telling me now! This worthy soldier Didn't go out from here! Please wake him up So that I kiss him I love him tenderly!" "Did you know him, my dear?" "Yes, mommy, it's my brother Who comes back from the army." (twice) "Alas! I feel my crime Dragging me to death! My son is my victim, Great gods, what a sad fate! Yesterday night after dusk To get his wealth I took my big knife. Oh, of this lovely child, I, his abominable mother, Have been the executioner. (twice)

(1) The sister's name is Léonore so this "Élise" looks weird since it's supposed to be the father's name while Élise is a woman's name. Unless… the final "e" following a vowel could be pronounced in songs–and it still happens nowadays- so "Italie" was pronounced "itali-e" and would thus rhyme with "Élie" (Elijah) pronounced "éli-e", then Élise would come from a mishearing.
(2) meaning that she was on top of him when she murdered him.
(3) I suppose she meant that she thought he was on leave and had stopped there on his way home since "au" means "to (the)", not "from".

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 03 Jan 11 - 02:43 PM

LES VOULEZ-VOUS CONNAÎTRE, LES ENFANTS SANS SOUCIS (French) Les voulez-vous connaître, les enfants sans soucis ? Il faut les aller prendre un dimanche matin. Il faut les aller prendre un dimanche matin Sortant de la grand'messe : "Compagnon d'où viens-tu ?" Sortant de la grand'messe : "Compagnon d'où viens-tu ?" Je viens de la taverne, mon argent répandu Je viens de la taverne, mon argent répandu. Si tu voulus me croire, ton argent t'aurais eu Si tu voulus me croire, ton argent t'aurais eu Tu aurais bu de l'aigre et laissé ce bon vin. Tu aurais bu de l'aigre et laissé ce bon vin J'aurais vendu ma robe et mon pourpoint de satin J'aurais vendu ma robe et mon pourpoint de satin Rossignolet sauvage, rossignolet joli Rossignolet sauvage, rossignolet joli Va t'en dire à ma mie qu'elle n'aura plus d'ami Va t'en dire à ma mie qu'elle n'aura plus d'ami Qu'il est parti en guerre, c'est pour le roi servir Qu'il est parti en guerre, c'est pour le roi servir Servir le roi, la reine, et sa patrie aussi Servir le roi, la reine, et sa patrie aussi Rossignolet sauvage, rossignolet joli Rossignolet sauvage, rossignolet joli Va t'en chercher mon fifre et mon tambour joli Va t'en chercher mon fifre et mon tambour joli Pour donner des aubades aux enfants sans soucis Pour donner des aubades aux enfants sans soucis Qui sont dans la taverne, qui mangent du rôti. Coirault : 1517 Qu'on m'apporte ma flûte. RADdO : 02302.

DO YOU WANT TO KNOW THE CAREFREE CHILDREN? Do you want to know the carefree children? You need to go and catch them on a Sunday morning. You need to go and catch them on a Sunday morning, Going out from high mass "Mate, where do you come from?" Going out from high mass "Mate, where do you come from?" "I'm coming from the tavern with my money wasted (lit. spread) I'm coming from the tavern with my money wasted" "If you had wanted to believe me, you'd have had your money If you had wanted to believe me, you'd have had your money You'd have drunk sour wine and left this good one. You'd have drunk sour wine and left this good one. I'd have sold my gown(1) and my velvet doublet I'd have sold my gown and my velvet doublet Wild nightingale, pretty nightingale Wild nightingale, pretty nightingale Go to tell my beloved that she'll have no sweetheart any more Go to tell my beloved that she'll have no sweetheart any more, That he went to war to serve the king That he went to war to serve the king To serve the king, the queen and his fatherland too. To serve the king, the queen and his fatherland too. Wild nightingale, pretty nightingale Wild nightingale, pretty nightingale Go to fetch my fife and my nice (lit. pretty) drum Go to fetch my fife and my nice drum To serenade at dawn the carefree children To serenade at dawn the carefree children Who are in the tavern, who are eating roast.

(1)"robe" is usually a woman's dress or a judge or lawyer's gown or a priest's robe.

END OF CD 4

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 06:54 AM

CD 5 SOUTH-WEST

Link to the Frémeaux's leaflet of this CD.

DE PARIS DANS PARIS (French) De Paris dans Paris, Sur la place publique, (bis) Il vient à passer le Grand Chasseur du Roi ; Rencontre une bergère qui tremblait de froid. (bis) "Bergère, si vous avez froid, Je vous donne ma couverture. (bis) Et mon manteau gris et ma capote aussi, Mon joli cœur en gage s'il vous fait plaisir." (bis) "De votre joli cœur, Je vous en remercie (bis) Car je l'ai promis à mon mignon berger, Au son de la musette il me fera danser." (bis) "De ton mignon berger, N'en fais pas tant la fière ! (bis) Il s'est engagé au service du roi ; J'en suis son capitaine depuis hier au soir." (bis) "De s'être engagé Cela n'est pas possible (bis) Je le vois venir ce joli cœur d'amour, Descendre la colline et me dire bonjour." (bis) Coirault : 3806 La couverture. RADdO : 00035.

FROM PARIS INSIDE PARIS From Paris inside Paris,(1) On the public square, (twice) The King's Great Hunter happened to pass by Met a shepherdess shivering from the cold. (twice) "Shepherdess, if you're cold, I give you my blanket. (twice) And my gray coat and my capote too, My pretty heart as a pledge if you please". (twice) "I thank you For your pretty heart, (twice) For I promissed it to my cute shepherd, To the sound of the pipe he will make me dance" (twice) "Don't boast so much About your (2) cute shepherd! (twice) He joined the king's service, I've been his captain since yesterday evening." (twice) "That he got enlisted Is not possible (twice) I see this pretty heart of love Go down the hill and greet me."

(1) It doesn't make much sense in either language!
(2) It doesn't show in the English since there's only one "you", but you'll notice that he first addresses her as "vous" (formal you) and as soon as she tells him that she doesn't want his heart as a pledge because she's engaged to someone else, he switches to "ton mignon berger" (informal your cute shepherd). No need to be polite with a mere shepherdess who won't yield to your nice offer…

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 06:56 AM

I A PAS DE FEMNAS PUS ALURADAS (Occitan -Lengadocian dialect) I a pas de femnas pus aluradas Que las femnas de pel puèg Que las femnas de pel puèg E to la la La dera deròt E to la la Se n'anavan per las velhadas Daissavan lor marí al lièt… E onze oras sonavan Mièja nuèt un pauc plan prèp… Lor marí lor demandava : "Pauras femnas d'ont venètz ?..." "Venèm d'aval de per la ribèira De virar l'aiga de pel prat… E se ba nos volètz pas crèire Agachatz nos lo freta-pès… Tres o quatre jorns aprèssa Tòmban malaudas al lièt… Calrà anar cercar lo vicari Lo medecin per las garir… Quand lo medecin arriba : "Pauras femnas encentas sètz !" Quand lo vicari arriba : "Paures òmes cocuts sètz !" Coirault : à rapprocher de 5908 Les femmes qui ont pris froid aux pieds I RADdO : 02921.

THERE ARE NO SHARPER WOMEN… There are no sharper women Than the mountain women, Than the mountain women. And too la la La dera dirette And too la la They would go away during the evening gatherings, Leaving their husbands in bed… And eleven would strike And almost midnight… Their husbands would ask, "Poor women, where do you come from?" "We come from over there, from the riverside, To divert the water of the meadow… And if you don't want to believe us, Look at the (door) mat…" Three or four days later They lie sick in bed… The vicar must be sent for And the doctor too to heal them… When the doctor arrives, "Poor women, you're pregnant!" When the vicar arrives, "Poor men, you're cuckolds!"

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 06:57 AM

ME PROMENANT LE LONG D'UN BOIS CHARMANT (French) Me promenant le long d'un bois charmant J'ai rencontré trois garçons mariniers Trois mariniers venant de Normandie Tous les trois m'ont prié d' rentrer dans leur navire. Dans leur navire ne fûmes pas rentrés Que le vent du nord se mit à souffler Souffler, souffler d'une telle tourmente Qu'il nous a transportés de sur la mer flottante. Sur la mer flottante sept ans je suis resté Sans aller revoir la terre pour y aborder En m'écriant : "Ma mère ma douce mère !" Sans jamais oublier le château de mon père. Que me diront les gens de mon pays D'avoir passé sept ans sans revenir ? Je leur dirai que j'étais à l'ombrage Là-bas, là-bas sous un tendre feuillage. Que me diront les gens de mon quartier D'avoir passé sept ans sans rien gagner ? Je leur dirai que j'étais dans les îles Que je faisais la cour à d'autres belles filles. Fillettes qui êtes à marier Ne prenez pas un garçon marinier. Les mariniers sont des trompeurs de filles Plus de cent mille fois je m'en suis repentie. Coirault : 1314 Le charmant matelot qui revenait des îles RADdO : 00677.

A-STROLLING ALONG A NICE WOOD "A-strolling along a nice/charming wood I met three sailors, Three sailors coming from Normandy All three asked/prayed me to go into their ship. We hardly were into their ship When the North wind started to blow To blow, to blow such a storm That it brought us on the floating sea. I stayed on the floating sea Without going back to see my homeland to accost Saying 'Mother, my sweet mother!' Without ever forgetting my father's castle. What will the people from my homeland say to me, For having spent seven years without being back? I'll tell them that I was in the shadow, Over there, over there under a tender folliage. What will the people from my neighborhood say to me, For having spent seven years without earning anything? I'll tell them I was in the islands (1) That I was courting some beautiful girls." "Marrigeable girls, Don't take a sailor. Sailors are girls deceivers, More than a hundred thousand times I regretted that I did."

(1) "dans les îles" (in the islands) means some exotic, warm and very distant islands such as the Caribbean or Polynesia islands

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:02 AM

These are the lyrics to the track #5 of which you can only hear an accordeon rendition

L'AIGA DE RÒCHA (Occitan) L'aiga de ròcha te farà morir, pecaire L'aiga de ròcha te farà morir. Te'n cal mesfisar d'aquela aiga, pecaire, Te'n cal mesfisar, beu un gòt/còp de bon vin. S'una filheta se vòl maridar, pecaire S'una filheta se vòl maridar, Li'n cal pas donar d'aquela aiga, pecaire, Aimarà melhor beure un gòt/còp de bon vin.

SPRING WATER Spring water (1) will make you die, poor dear,(2) Spring water will make you die, You must mistrust this water, poor dear, You must mistrust it, drink a glass of good wine (3) If a young girl wants to get married, poor dear, If a young girl wants to get married, She mustn't be given of this water, poor dear, she'll better drink a glass of good wine.

(1) "Aiga de ròcha" literally translate as "water from rock"; "ròcha" may be pronounced "roh-choh" or "roh-tsoh" depending on the dialect. More Southwards it's "aiga de ròca", the Latin "ca" wasn't palatalized in Southern dialects and maybe that could explain that the "roh-tsoh" pronunciation could to be understood by some people as "aiga de ròsa" (roh-zoh) = rose water.
(2) This word literally translates as "sinner" and if you ever visit Southern France you'll hear it said in its original form (pecaire) or its Frenchified form (peuchère); "poor dear" or "poor thing" are the best English equivalent I could think of. As an exclamation, it conveys the same shade of misfortune as in "woe is…"
(3) Some variants have the two last lines as "Te farà morir, aquela aiga, aquela aiga / Te farà morir aquela aiga de vin" (This water, this water will make you die / this water of wine (???) will make you die)

You can hear a nice hurdy-gurdy rendition (once he's tuned it!) on YouTube and on the YouTube page you can skip to a melodeon rendition ("Scottiche l'eau de roche") and from there to a rendition both played and sung by four ladies

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:04 AM

LA CALHE DE LA CALHE (Occitan -Lengadocian dialect) "La calhe de la calhe Ont as tu lo niu ?" (bis) "Sul truc de La Bastida Del puèg de Montbresson." (bis) "Mès digas-me tu la calhe De qué I a dedins ?" (bis) "Dels uòus coma los autres Un briat pus polits !" (bis) Coirault : 10506 La caille et son nid RADdO : 04905.

QUAIL OF THE QUAIL "Quail of the quail (1) Where is your nest?" (twice) "On the La Bastide butt, On Montbresson hill" (2) (twice) "But tell me, quail, What is in there?" (twice) "Eggs like any other eggs, A little prettier!" (twice)

(1) lit. "the quail of the quail". It doesn't make sense but once you know that the main version of this song goes "Oh calha, bèla calha… (oh, quail, beautiful quail) it explains lots.
(2) For "La Bastida", see Wiki (the Fr. article is much longer with many more photos). Montbresson means "Bush Mount"

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:05 AM

Nursery/children's rhyme

"COCUT ! ENT AS JAGUT ?" (Occitan -Lengadocian dialect) "Cocut ! Ent as jagut ?" "Al Mont Agut !" "Que i as fach ?" "Un ostal traucat !" "Qual t'a adujat a lo far ?" "Monsur Bernat !" "De que li as donat ?" "Un uòu coat !" "De que n'as fach ?" "L'ai vendut !" "Quant n'as fach ?" "Cent escuts !" RADdO : 06366.

"CUCKOO! WHERE DID YOU SLEEP?" "Cuckoo! Where did you sleep?" "At Montagut!" (1) "What did you make there?" "A pierced house!" "Who helped you to make it?" "Mister Bernat" "What did you give him?" "A hatched egg! "What did you do with it?" "I sold it!" "How much did you sell it for?" "A hundred crowns!"

(1) lit.: "on the peaked mount"
I don't know if we must look for a pun between the cuckoo building a house with a hole in it with the help of someone else and the fact that "cocut" in Occitan means cuckoo AND cuckold.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:07 AM

LO COCUT ES MÒRT (Occitan -Lengadocian dialect) Lo cocut es mòrt Es mòrt a Paris I an tampat lo cuol Amb un grut de ris. Repic As pas entendut Cantar la cigala As pas entendut Cantar lo cocut Lo cocut es mòrt Es mòrt en Espanha. I an tampat lo cuol Amb una castanha. Lo cocut es mòrt Es mòrt a Tolon. I an tampat lo cuol Amb un gròs bochon. Lo cocut es mòrt Es mòrt a Marselha I an tampat lo cuol Amb una botelha. Lo cocut es mòrt Es mòrt a Narbona I an tampat lo cuol Amb una bombona. Lo cocut es mòrt Es mòrt en Africa I an tampat lo cuol Amb una barrica. Coirault : 10438 Le coucou est mort RADdO : 04925

THE CUCKOO IS DEAD/DIED The cuckoo is dead/died (1) It died in Paris, They blocked his ass With a grain of rice. Chorus Didn't you hear The cicada sing? Didn't you hear The cuckoo sing? The cuckoo is dead/died, It died in Spain They blocked his ass With a chestnut. The cuckoo is dead/died, It died in Toulon They blocked his ass With a big cork. The cuckoo is dead/died, It died in Marseilles They blocked his ass With a bottle. The cuckoo is dead/died, It died in Narbonne They blocked his ass With a demijohn. The cuckoo is dead/died, It died in Africa They blocked his ass With a cask.

(1) In Occitan as in French and Italian, some verbs are conjugated with the auxiliary "to be" instead of "to have" in compound tenses. The language doesn't differenciate the action from the result, e.g in English when you have died (action, vb "to die" in present perfect), you're dead (result, to be + predicative adj.), in Oc and Fr. the conjugation of "to die" in present perfect literally translates as "he is dead", you can't "have died" and "be dead", there's only one form.

We have a lightly different version of this song on Mama Lisa's World.
Usually, when the verse has the cuckoo dying in England they don't close the tomb with a little earth, they just stop his ass with it as in the present version.
There's also a verse going

"Lo cocut es mòrt Es mòrt en Italia I/li an tampat lo cuol Amb un flòc de palha"

The cuckoo is dead/died, It died in Italy They blocked his ass With a tuft of straw.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:08 AM

MON PÈRE A DES BLANCS MOUTONS (French) Mon père a des blancs moutons Moi j'en suis la bergère. Moi j'en suis la bergère dondaine dondaine dondon Moi j'en suis la bergère don dondaine dondaine dondon La première fois que je les ai gardés Le loup m'en a pris quinze. Un cavalier vient à passer Me ramena les quinze. Quand nous tondrons nos blancs moutons Nous partagerons la laine. "De la laine je n'en veux pas Je veux votre cœur en gage." "Mon cœur en gage vous ne l'aurez pas Sans savoir qui vous êtes." Coirault : 4002 La bergère aux cinq cents moutons RADdO : 01823.

MY FATHER HAS WHITE SHEEP My father has white sheep I am their shepherdess I am their shepherdess dondaine dondaine dondon I am their shepherdess don dondaine dondaine dondon The first time I watched them The wolf took fifteen of them. A horseman happened to pass by He brought back the fifteen of them When we fleace our white sheep We'll share the wool. "I don't wan't wool, I want your heart as a pledge" "You won't have my heart as a pledge Without knowing who you are" (1)

(1) In other versions she's promissed it to some Pierre or it's "in wedding" (engaged). Other versions have the horseman as the king's son. There's usually another verse after the 3rd adding to the consistency of the song and that goes

- La Belle, que m'y donnerez-vous, Oh ! pour ma récompense ?

"Beauty, what will you give me Oh! as a reward?"

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:09 AM

DIJAUS GRAS QU'A NAU MOTONS (Occitan -Gascon dialect) Dijaus gras qu'a nau motons E tots son bèths e tots son gras Atau dançan, dançan, dançan E tots son bèths e tots son gras Atau dançan dijaus gras. Dijaus gras qu'a ueit motons… Coirault : 101B23 Les neuf porcs du Mardi gras RADdO : 05629.

FAT THURSDAY HAS NINE SHEEP Fat Thursday has nine sheep All are fine and all are fat Thus they dance, they dance, they dance, All are fine and all are fat Thus they dances on Fat Thursday. Fat Thursday has eight sheep…

This is a "cançon/canta/cant de nau/nòu" ("song of nine") i.e. a song that starts with 9 things on the first verse, then 8 on the second etc. down to one or none. "La nòvia", a wedding song you can find in this Mudcat thread is also a "cant de nau".

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:10 AM

QUI T'A CARGAT LA GALA, TORRIN? (Occitan -Gascon dialect) Qui t'a cargat la gala, Torrin? Qui t'a cargat la gala ? I-ala-te-la, i-ala-te-la Son las goiatas de Sent Sever

WHO PASSED THE SCABIES ON TO YOU, TOURRIN? Who passed the scabies on to you, Tourrin (1) Who passed the scabies on to you? Take it away, take it away, It was the girls from Saint-Sever

(1) The "tourrin" (here the guy's nickname) is a soup that people would traditionally bring to the newlywed. There's a Gascon wedding song called "Lo torrin" that you'll find on Mama Lisa's Blog along with an English translation, a recording, a link to the song page with sheet music and all, the description of the wedding custom and a link to the soup recipe.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:12 AM

ENGUAN JO ME SOI MARIDAT (Occitan -Gascon dialect) Enguan jo me soi maridat E la hemna que m'èi presa La n'èi totjorn beveda La n'èi totjorn peu torn deus hons Que sembla estar un carretin Jamès au torn de l'aiga la guaites pas qu'i caija S'aquò tu dives contunhar La clau deu chai te vau tirar Quan me n'anga i-en campanha te cal'rà béver aiga Que non que non tròç de coquin Tu beuràs l'aiga jo le vin Le vin que me regosta E l'aiga que me'n degosta Le vin de merilha que me requenquilha Le vin d'aramon hè petar le bosson.

THIS YEAR I GOT MARRIED This year I got married And the wife I took Is always drunk. She's always at the foot of the casks. She looks like young veal (1) Never near the water (2) No risk she'd fall in it. "If you're to go on this way, I'm going to take the cellar key from you. When I'm away, You'll have to drink water." "Oh no, you arrant rascal, You'll drink the water, I will the wine, Wines whets my appetite And water makes me sick. The merille (3) wine peps me up The aramon (3) wine makes the cork go off

(1) like a calf always wanting to suck milk.
(2) to wash the laundry
(3) local grape varieties

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:14 AM

ERA CANÇON DE GRANGÈR (CANTATZ DAB ALLEGRESSA, AULHÈRS DE BIGALOM) (Occitan -Gascon dialect) Cantatz dab allegressa, aulhèrs de Bigalom Eths gendarmas de Lorda, pojats ja crei que'n son "Que cercam un brave òmi, Joan Maria de Grangèr ; Qu'ei en acera cabana ath pè deth Amporèr." Eths cans en sentinèla se'n botan a lairar; Devath era cabana se'n botan a cridar. "Anem, mossurs, adara, aulhèrs, qu'evs cau lhevar! Qu'ètz eth lop enas òlhas, que las se vòu minjar." Arrodèr que se'n lhèva coma èra eth permèr; Eths gendarmas ena pòrta que'u ne gahèn tanben. Grangèr que I ei encòra, que guèrda quin pòt hèr; Que'n sauta ena crabina deth gendarma Amarèr. Amarèr crida ath òmi: "Lèisha m'estar, Grangèr! Se'm tornas eras armas, no't dàrei ath darrèr." Crabina, baioneta, tot que se n'ac portè, Tot en dançant ua valsa tath pelat deth Lasèr. "Adishatz, mossur Arro, que ve'n portaratz plan… Qu'avem hèit era torniada, que la nse vatz signar. Non v'ac gosam pas díser çò qui n' sei arribat, En acera montanha, Grangèr ns'a desarmats." Tres aulhèrs ena montanha qu'an hèit era cançon, E se non ei plan hèita, qu s'i pòden tornar. Tot en bevent ua tassa, que la pòden cantar! Tot en bevent ua tassa, que la pòden cantar! RADdO : 06361.

THE GRANGÈR'S SONG (SING WITH JOY, SHEPHERDS FROM BIGALOM) Sing with joy, shepherds from Bigalom I think the gendarmes from Lourdes went up there. "We're looking for a good man, Jean-Marie of Grangèr, He's in this cabin, at the foot of the Ampourèr." The watch dogs started to bark; Under the cabin they started to howl. "Come on, sirs, now, shepherds, you must get up! You have a wolf in your sheep barn, it wants to eat the sheep (lit. ewes)" Arrodèr got up since he was the first, The gendarmes took him when he stepped outside. Grangèr was still inside, figuring out what to do; He then grabbed the rifle of the gendarme Amarèr. Amarèr cried to him "Leave me, Grangèr! If you give me my weapon back, I'll let you go away." Rifle, bayonet, he took it all away While dancing a waltz on the Lasèr mountain. "Good day, mister Arro, you're going to be glad… We did the report of the round, you're going to sign it to us. We don't dare to say what happened to us. On this mountain, Grangèr disarmed us." Three shepherds in the mountain made/sang this song, If it's not well made/sung, they can do it again. While drinking a glass, they can sing it! While drinking a glass, they can sing it!

The leaflet says that the event told in the song actually happened. In 1836 a man named Jean-Marie Soumprou who didn't want to be inlisted to go to war and deserted disarmed the gendarmes who'd gone up from Lourdes to the mountain where he was hiding, to arrest him. The song is supposed to have 10 verses but I couldn't find the 4 missing ones.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:15 AM

SE IO SABIÁI VOLAR (Occitan -Gascon dialect) Se io sabiái volar Coma la perditz vòla lanlà lanlà lanlà Coma la perditz vòla lanlà dondon Io m'aniriái pausar z-al castèl chas ma miga Durbètz miga durbètz Ci votre amant qu'arriba Coment vos durbiriái ? Soi dans mon lit malade Coirault : 111 L'amant aux quatre lévriers RADdO : 02050.

IF I COULD FLY If I could fly As the partridge flies lanlà lanlà lanlà As the partridge flies lanlà dondon I would go to sit On the castle, at my sweetheart's. Open, sweetheart, open, Here's you lover coming. How could I open (the door) to you? I'm ill in bed.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:15 AM

L'AUTRE JOUR EN ME PROMENANT (Occitan -Lengadocian dialec- and French L'autre jour en me promenant (1) Ò lanlà lalirà tot lo long d'una sèga Ne'n rancontrèri un niuc d'ausèl Que ressemblav' la trida Io ne'n levèi lo mèi galhard Lo portèri a ma miga - Tenètz miga, aquí un ausèl Metètz-lo en gabinhòla En gabinhòla lo metèt Sèt ans tres jorns i demorèt Sans manger ni sans boire (1) Al bot d'aquels sèt ans tres jorns L'ausèl pren la volèia Se'n vai pausar sul boisson blanc Per minjar d'aussanèlas - Tòrna tòrna petit ausèl Tòrna en gabinhòla Te donarèi de mon pan blanc E dels choux à la crèma (2) Te menarèi al riu corent Per beure d'aiga clèra

THE OTHER DAY AS I WAS STROLLING The other day as I was strolling Ò lanlà lalirà along a hedge. I found a nest That look like the one of a thrush. I took the strongest (fledging) from the nest I took it to my sweetheart. "Here you are, sweetheart, here's a bird, Put it in a cage." She put it in a cage Seven years and three days it stayed there Without eating or drinking. At the end of these seven years and three days The bird took its flight. It goes to sit on the hawthorn To eat some haws. "Come back, come back, little bird, Come back in the cage. I'll give you some of my white bread And profiteroles. I'll take you to the stream To drink clear water."

(1) I wonder why these lines are in French.
(2) "Choux a la crèma" is the occitanized form of the French "choux à la crème" (lit. "cabbages with cream")

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:16 AM

SÒM, SÒM, VÈNI, VÈNI, VÈNI (Occitan -Lengadocian dialect) Sòm, sòm, vèni, vèni, vèni, Sòm, sòm, vèni, vèni, d'en dacòm La sòm sòm es arribada, A caval sus una craba. Partirà doman maitin, A caval sus un rossin. Coirault : 7701 Le som som veut pas venir + 7705 Le sommeil s'en est allé RADdO : 03190 + 03194.

SLEEP, SLEEP, COME, COME, COME Sleep, sleep, come, come, come, Sleep, sleep, come, come from somewhere. The sleep has arrived Riding a goat, It will go away tomorrow morning Riding a rouncey.

This is our most well-known and wide-spread lullaby. It has many versions and/or verses, I sort of compiled some of them on MLW

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:17 AM

DE SUR LE PONT DE NANTES, ALLANT ME PROMENER (French) De sur le pont de Nantes, allant me promener J'ai rencontré une fille, voulant la saluer La justice de Nantes m'a rendu prisonnier. Quand la belle entend dire que son amant est pris Elle s'habille en page, en postillon joli. De sur son cheval monte et va voir son ami. À la prison de Nantes, la belle se rendit : "Oh bon geôlier de Nantes, donnez-moi permission De parler à mon maître qui est dans la prison." "Puisque c'est votre maître, allez-lui donc parler. Faites courte parole avec le prisonnier La justice de Nantes va venir le juger." Quand à la prison je fus, à mon amant j'ai dit : "Quitte tes habits vite, prends les miens promptement De sur mon cheval monte, va-t'en comme le vent." "Comment veux-tu que je fasse, je suis connu partout ?" "En passant dans la ville marche modestement Au-delà de la ville, va-t'en comme le vent." Mais au bout d'un quart d'heure, la justice entra : "Oh bon juge de Nantes n'auriez-vous pas compassion De juger une fille habillée en garçon ?" "Si vous êtes une fille, nous voulons le savoir." "Oui, je suis une fille de l'étranger pays. Croyant d'être surprise, moi j'ai changé d'habits." "Si vous êtes une fille, dites-nous votre nom." "Je m'appelle Marguerite, Marguerite est mon nom, Fille d'un gentilhomme de noble condition." "Sortez, sortez friponne, sortez de la prison!" "Je ne suis point friponne, fille de condition, Mon père et ma mère ont de riches maisons." De sur le pont de Nantes, le roi fait publier Que personne ne rentre sans être visité. La ruse d'une fille a son amant sauvé. "Allez dire au roi que je me ris de lui De lui, de sa justice, de leurs bonnets carrés Avec mon bonnet rouge j'ai mon amant sauvé." Coirault : 1428 La fille qui s'habille en page RADdO : 01365.

ON THE NANTES BRIDGE, A-GOING TO STROLL On the Nantes bridge, a-going to stroll, I came across a girl. As I wanted to greet her, The justice of Nantes jailed me. When the fair maiden heard it said that her lover was taken She dressed up as a page, as a pretty postillion, On her horse she mounted and went to see her sweetheart. The fair maiden went to the Nantes prison, "Oh, good jailer of Nantes, give me permission To talk to my master who is in the prison." "Since he's your master, do go to talk to him, But keep the talking with the prisoner short, The justice of Nantes is coming to judge him." When I was in the prison, I said to my lover, "Remove your clothes, fast, take mine quickly, Mount my horse, go away as fast as the wind." "How do you want me to do that, everybody knows me?" "When you cross the town, go slowly, Beyond the town, go as fast as the wind." But after a quarter of an hour, the justice went in, "Oh, good judge of Nantes, wouldn't you have pity To judge a girl dressed as a boy?" "If you're a girl, we want to know it." "Yes, I'm a girl from a foreign country. Fearing to be taken by surprise, I changed my clothing." "If you are a girl, tell us your name." "I'm called Margaret, Margaret is my name. Daughter of a gentleman of noble rank." "Get out, get out, you rascal, get out from the prison!" "I'm no rascal, a high rank girl, My father and my mother have rich houses." On the Nantes bridge, the king has it published That nobody will enter without being searched. A girl's tricked saved her lover. "Go to tell the king that I laugh at him, At him, at his justice, at their square hats, With my red cap/bonnet I saved my lover."

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:18 AM

LECTIO EPISTOLAE Occitan -Lengadocian dialect and Latin Lectio epistolae Aviái una craba qu'aviá qu'un pè. Sautèt per l'òrt del vesin Li mangèt tot lo caulet e lo lapi. Lo vesin sortiguèt un ròc a la man E t'i fotèt aquò Entre mièg lo cap e la cuia. La craba faguèt "mementum". Anguèron quèrre lo medecin de Carcassona Qu'èra una brava persona. Li me fotèt la man jol ventre E lo nas al trauc del cuol Per veire se polsava. La craba agèt fach mementum. Amen. RADdO : 06368.

LECTIO EPISTOLAE Lectio epistolae I had a she-goat that only had one foot, She jumped into the neighbor's garden, And ate all the cabbages and the celery. The neighbor went out with a stone in hand And threw it at her Between her head and tail. The goat did "mementum". They went to fetch the doctor from Carcassonne, Who is a nice person. He put his hand under her belly And his nose to her asshole To check if she was still breathing. The goat had done "mementum". Amen.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:19 AM

VIVA LO MESTIÈR DELS AMOLAIRES (Occitan -Lengadocian dilect) Viva lo mestièr dels amolaires Quant siasque pas riche d'argent Mai que lo mestièr valgue gaire L'amolaire val ben pus mens. E zu tsu tsu tsu tsu Tira lira lan la lan lanlèra Tira lira lan tira lan lan la Aval, aval, dins aquel vilatge Li manca pas de trabalh. Totas las dròllas me sonavan: "Vos, venètz aicí, ganha-petit!" Mas se sabiatz ont me menèron Dins un salon de companhiá. Ieu li trobèri una dròlla, E ieu l'aimèri una brica (bria). Digatz-me, vos, la nòstra vesina Se volètz far agusar los cisèls. Avètz alai l'amolaire que passa, Vos respondi que vendrà lèu. RADdO : 06369.

LONG LIVE THE TRADE OF THE GRINDERS Long live the trade of the grinders Though he's not rich of money Though the trade is worth little, The grinder is worth even less. . And zu tsu tsu tsu tsu Tira lira lan la lan lanlèra Tira lira lan tira lan lan la Over there, over there, in this village, There's no shortage of work. All the girls would call me, "Come here, you, low-wage earner!" But if you knew where they lead me, In a salon of (good) company. And I found a girl there, And I loved her a little. Tell me, you, our neighbor, If you want to have your scissors sharpened, You have the grinder passing by over there, I assure you he will come soon.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:21 AM

Nursery rhyme/ Finger play

CÒCÒRICÒ ! QU'AS TU POTHET (Occitan -Gascon dialect) "Còcòricò ! Qu'as tu pothet ?" "Que hè hered !" "Vè te cauhar !" "A on ?" "En çò de ta Maria !" "Que non mi vòu !" "Que l'as panat ?" "Un sac de blat !" "A on l'as metut ?" "En pont de Valentina Pica, pica era sardina En pont de Montrejau Pica, pica era sau." RADdO : 06370.

COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO! WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU, CHICKEN? "Cock-a-doodle-doo! What's the matter with you, chicken? "I'm cold!" "Go to warm yourself!" "Where?" "At your Mary's house!" "She doesn't want me!" "What did you steal from her?" "A bag of wheat!" "Where did you put it? "On the Valentine bridge, Pinch, pinch the sardine, On the Montrejau bridge, Pinch, pinch the salt."

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:22 AM

ENTER LA RÒCHA E COTRÀS (Occitan -Gascon dialect) Enter la Ròcha e Cotràs (bis) Tostemps cridan batalha, ailàs Tostemps cridan batalha. Mos de Joaiosa I ei anat Ditz au rei si's vòu rénder. "Quí ei aqueth simple capdèt Ditz au rei si's vòu rénder ?" "Jo non sòi pas simple capdèt Jo'n soi duc de Joaiosa." Lo rei hè pundar los canons Lo long de la murralha Au permèr còp qui n'an tirat Joaisosa trembolava. Au segon còp qui n'an tirat Joaiosa tomba a tèrra. Helàs mon diu deus mens enfants Tan joens pèder lur père. Que'us cromparàn bèth chivau blanc E la brida òi la sèra. Se n'aniràn peu mont davant Venjar la mort deu père. RADdO : 06371.

BETWEEN LA RÒCHA AND COUTRÀS Between La Ròcha and Coutràs, (1) The battle is still going on, alas! The battle is still going on. Mister de Joyeuse is involved in it, He asks the king if he wants to surrender. "Who is this mere cadet Who asks the king if he wants to surrender?" "I am not a mere cadet, I am the duke of Joyeuse." The king had the cannons pushed Along the wall. On the first shot (that they shot) Joyeuse trembled. On the second shot (that they shot) Joyeuse fell down on the ground. Alas, my God, those two children! So young they lost their father! They will buy a beautiful white horse And the bridle and the saddle. They'll always be on the move To avenge their father's death.

(1) Reference to the battle of Coutras in 1587.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:34 AM

MAUDIT SIA L'AMOR (Occitan -Gascon dialect) Maudit sia l'amor tant la nuèit com lo dia Tant la nuèit com lo dia, mon Diu Quant de larmas me còstan aqueths adius. (bis) No'm viengas consolar, dèisha'm dens la tristèssa Dèisha'm dens la tristèssa plorar Ma volatge mestresssa vien de'm quitar. (bis) RADdO : 06372.

MAY LOVE BE CURSED May love be cursed night and day (lit. at night as well as during the day) Night and day, my God, How many tears this farewell/parting costs me. Don't try to comfort me, leave me in my sadness Let me crying in my sadness. My fickle mistress has just left me.

Longer version (not recorded but you can listen to a polyphonic rendition of most of it on YouTube) >

MAUDIT SIA L'AMOR Maudit sia l'amor, tant la nueit com lo dia, Tant la nueit com lo dia, mon Diu ! Quant de larmas me'n còstan aqueths adius, Mon Diu ! Mon Diu ! Quant de larmas me'n còstan aqueths adius. No'm viengues consolar, deisha'm dens la tristessa, Dèisha'm dens la tristessa, plorar, Ma volatge mestressa vien de'm quitar, Plorar, plorar, Ma volatge mestressa vien de'm quitar. Un navèth aimador quan plus èra vesiada, Quan plus èra vesiada d'amor, Que la m'a capvirada praube de jo, D'amor, d'amor, Que la m'a capvirada praube de jo. Non me'n parletz pas mei, d'aquera malurosa, D'aquera malurosa, jamei, La vita m'ei afrosa quan jo la vei, Jamei, jamei, La vita m'ei afrosa quan jo la vei. Jo que me'n vau anar, guardar las anesquetas Guardar las anesquetas, la-haut, Quant de larmas me'n còstan aqueths adius, La-haut, la-haut, Quant de larmas me'n còstan aqueths adius. Arrés de mei urós que pastors en montanha Que pastors en montanha, mon Diu ! Quant de larmas me'n còstan aqueths adius, Mon Diu ! Mon Diu ! Quant de larmas me'n còstan aqueths adius.

MAY LOVE BE CURSED May love be cursed night and day Night and day, my God, How many tears this farewell/parting costs me, My God! My God! How many tears this farewell/parting costs me. Don't try to comfort me, leave me in my sadness Let me cry in my sadness My fickle mistress has just left me. My God! My God! My fickle mistress has just left me. A new lover, when she was closer When she was closer to/with love, Turned her head (1), woe is me, With love, with love Turned her head, woe is me. Don't talk to me any more of this devil, Of this devil, ever. Life is awful to me when I see her Ever, ever Life is awful to me when I see her. I'm going to watch the sheep (lit. ewe lambs) To watch the sheep up there, How many tears this farewell/parting costs me Up there, up there How many tears this farewell/parting costs me. Noone is happier than shepherds in the mountain Than shepherds in the mountain, my God! How many tears this farewell/parting costs me My God, my God! How many tears this farewell/parting costs me.

(1) lit. "who head-turned 'me' her with love…" which means "who turned the head of her-who-belongs-to-me with love"

There is a lightly different version recorded by Rosina de Peira featuring a woman abandoned by her lover. I don't know whether or not Musicme can be listened to outside France, just try.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:35 AM

Here come the Basque songs. I translated them from the French translations as I did for the Breton ones. But even if I don't speak Breton, I nevertheless have an idea of how the language works, I know some words and I can recognize others for having been borrowed from French while I know nothing, zilch, waloo about Basque, it's as dark as the darkest pitch-black night!

MELTXOR ETA MATTIN (Basque) Mattin : Meltxor eta Mattin hemen dirade Orain bi ihiztariak. Nik nere tresna arma dut eta Meltxorrek berriz saria. Haren barnian horrek hiltzen ditu Kolpatu eta eriak Nik berriz etxera juaiten ditut Lapinak eta erbiak. Meltxor : Piarres du eta gauza horrena Behar dezute aditu Hau esan gabe Mattin jaun horri. Ezin ninteke gelditu Nik ttorttolak sarearekin Atxematen eta ezin dut sufritu Zizpazalakin heldu danian Danal bidaltzen ditu. Mattin : Holako ihiztari sariekin. Sekulan ez dut ikusi Batto barnian sartzen bazaio. Meltxorri ez zaio aski Inguruan gelditu direnen Gonbidatzea lanik aski. Hamar nahi ta behar hura ere Joaitzen zaio ihesi.

MELTXOR AND MATTIN Mattin : Here they are, Meltxor and Mattin Changed into two hunters. As for me, my weapon is my longgun Meltxor's is a net. With this device, he only catches the ill and the wounded game. I, conversely, Bring back home Rabbits and hares. Meltxor : His name is Peter and, listen to me, I can't help talking About Mattin. With my net, I catch larks And I can't stand his way To make them fly away With his gun. Mattin : Poor hunter with his nets. I never saw a bird Letting itself be caught. And it's not all of it; Meltxor, On a fair or unfair manner, Tries to attract those who are near. He wants ten birds but even those within reach Escape and fly away.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:37 AM

ADIOS, IZAR EDERRA, ADIOS IZARRA! (Basque) Adios, izar ederra, adios izarra ! Zü zare Aingerua mündian bakarra ! Aingeruekin (bis) zütüt konparatzen, Zenbat maite zütüdan ez düzü pensatzen ! Aingeruekin (bis) zütüt konparatzen, Zenbat maite zütüdan ez düzü pensatzen ! Izar naiz Araguan eta Kastilloan, Hitz batez erraiteko España güzia. Ez düt ikusi (bis) zü bezalakorik, Nafarroa güzia zaude famatürik. Ez düt ikusi (bis) zü bezalakorik, Nafarroa güzia zaude famatürik. RADdO : 06373.

GOODBYE, BEAUTIFUL STAR, GOODBYE STAR! Goodbye, beautiful star, goodbye star! You are the unique Angel on this earth.. For to the Angels (twice) I compare you. How much I love you, you cannot figure it out! For to the Angels (twice) I compare you. How much I love you, you cannot figure it out! I went to Aragon and to Castile, To tell the truth, in one word, everywhere in Spain. I never saw (twice) one like you! You're famous in all of Navarre I never saw (twice) one like you! You're famous in all of Navarre.

I couldn't say if this "adios" means goodbye or farewell.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 05 Jan 11 - 07:39 AM

SORTU NAIZ IPARREAN (Basque) Sortu naiz Iparrean Uso ume bakarra ohantze batean (bis) Aitamek naute hazi, aitamek naute hazi lumatu artean ! Zoriona gozatuz hiruek batean. (bis) Mundurat agertzean biluzia nintzen Amattok hegalpean ninduen berotzen (bis) Hazkurriaren biltzen, hazkurriaren biltzen aita zen ibiltzen… Nork erran ni ttikian zenbat gosta naizen! (bis) "Zure hegalak aski lumati orduko, Osto eror denbora, zauku etorriko (bis) Iparretik Hegora, iparretik hegora, Gare airatuko; Nik lagunduz bidean etzare galduko". (bis) Iruzkia zenean sortzera apaldu, Ihiztariak zuen sarea zabaldu. (bis) Ez da behar itsua, ez da behar itsua, gidaritzat hartun ; Ez bertzen erranari sobera fidatu. (bis) Zonbat uso oizneko… hegalik gabeko Ihiztariak aiher hetaz jabetzeko ! (bis) Kasu egin dezaten, kasu egin dezaten, Ez naiz ixilduko ; Bertzela saretarra tuztela bilduko! (bis)

I WAS BORN IN THE NORTH I was born in the North, The only woodpigeon in the nest. (twice) My parents fed me Till I was big. (twice) When I came into the world, I was naked, My mother would warm me under her wings. (twice) My father had to go to search food. How much I was fullfilled/happy when I was little! (twice) "When you're big enough, The time of the dead leaves will come. (twice) Southwards and Northwards We will fly. With my help you won't loose your way." (twice) When the Sun went out, The hunter set his nets. (twice) It's not advisable to have a blind guide, To trust what someone else says either. (twice) How many woodpigeons lost their wings? The hunter will capture them. (twice) You must listen to me, you must hear me. I won't hush Otherwise you'll fall into his nets. (twice)

END OF CD 5

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 09 Jan 11 - 04:02 AM

Here we go for CD 6 - Mediterranean

Link to the Frémeaux's leaflet of this CD.

LE ROSSIGNOL DE L'AMÉRIQUE (French) Le rossignol de l'Amérique Messager des amoureux Va t'en dire à ma maîtresse Dans son lit toute seulette Dans son lit couvert de fleurs. Le rossignol a pris son vol Au château d'amour s'en va. S'est assis sur la fenêtre Chantant une chansonnette. La belle se réveilla. "Belle je m'en vais dimanche Je n'emporte rien de toi Donne-moi pour assurance Un bouquet de souvenance Pour me souvenir de toi." "Que veux-tu que je te donne ? Je t'ai déjà trop donné. Je t'ai donné une rose La plus belle de mes roses Qu'il y avait sur mon rosier." "Rose, ta tant belle rose Tu me l'as bien fait payer Tu me l'as vendu le double Encore une fois le double La valeur de cent écus." "Cent écus n'est pas grand chose À l'égard de mon honneur. Mon honneur et mon cœur en gage Que te faut-il davantage ? Par ma foi tu n'auras rien." Coirault : 407 Le baiser de souvenance. RADdO : 01679.

THE NIGHTINGALE OF AMERICA The nightingale of America, The lovers' messenger, Go to tell my mistress All alone in her bed In her bed covered with flowers. The nightingale took its flight, Went to the castle of love, Sat on the window, Singing a ditty. The fair maiden woke up. "Beauty, I'm leaving on Sunday, I have nothing from you to take away, Give me as an assurance A remembrance bouquet To make me remember you." "What do you want me to give you? I already gave you too much. I gave you a rose, The most beautiful rose There was on my rosebush." "Rose, your so beautiful rose, You made me pay much for it, You sold it to me twice the price, Once more twice the price, For a hundred crowns worth." "A hundred crowns is not much Compared with my honor, My honor and my heart as a pledge. What more do you need? On my word, you'll get nothing".

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 09 Jan 11 - 04:03 AM

MA MAIRE N'AVIÁ QU'UN ANHÈU (Occitan -Vivaro-Alpine dialect) Ma maire n'aviá qu'un anhèu. Totjorn belava, li virèt la pèl La tèsta e los botilhons Tot çò que resta quò's es pas lo melhor. Ma maire n'aviá qu'una dent. Totjorn branlava quand èra lo vent. Mon paire qu'èra bon maçon Li la plantava ambe son martelon. Coirault : 10112 Les dents de la vieille. RADdO : 04586.

MY MOTHER HAD ONLY ONE LAMB My mother had only one lamb It was always bleating, she took its skin off, The head and the hooves. What is left is not the best. My mother had only one tooth, It would always shake when it was windy. My father, who was a good bricklayer Would knock it in for her with his little hammer.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 09 Jan 11 - 04:05 AM

D'ONT VAS SONHAR BERGÈIRA (Occitan -Vivaro-Alpine dialect) "D'ont vas sonhar bergèira, D'ont vas sonhar de lòng ? Lo lòng de la ribèira Ne'n beurem quauques còps. (bis) Tu portaràs lei noses Ieu portarai lo pan. Lo lòng de la ribèira N'en farem de bòn sòm." (bis) Per 'quí amont en montanha Au chamin i a un pin. Ma mia li trebuchava Creia qu'èra sa fin. (bis) Per 'quí amont en montanha Li a un chin rosset Que totas las dimenges Anava au cabaret. (bis) Per quí amont en montanha Li a un ametlièr. Getava de floretas Coma lo papièr ble. (bis) End' aquelas floretas Li a un ametlon Per maridar las filhas Daube lei garçons. (bis)

WHERE ARE YOU GOING TO WATCH (YOUR FLOCK), SHEPHERDESS? "Where are you going to watch (your flock), shepherdess, Where are you going to watch (your flock) this way? Along the river We'll have some drinks. (twice) You'll bring the nuts, I'll bring the bread. Along the river, We'll sleep nice naps" (twice) Up there in the mountain, On the way, there's a pine tree. My sweetheart would stumble there She would think she would die. (twice) Up there in the mountain There's a red dog That went to the café/pub/ Every Sunday. (twice) Up there in the mountain There's an almond tree. It would grow little flowers As white as paper. (twice) In those little flowers There's an almond To marry girls With boys.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 09 Jan 11 - 04:06 AM

AMUSEZ-VOUS FILLETTES (French) Amusez-vous fillettes Profitez du beau temps Le temps des amourettes Ne dure pas longtemps (bis) "Je suis fillette à plaindre J'ai perdu mon amant Faudra que je le cherche Dedans le régiment." (bis) "Habille-toi la belle Prends l'habit d'un guerrier Tu marcheras ensuite Trente-six jours à pied. (bis) Trente-six jours de route Y a bien de quoi marcher Pour aller dans les îles Chercher son bien-aimé." (bis) N'en fut pas dans les îles Rencontra son amant Qui faisait l'exercice À la rigueur du temps. (bis) "Oh dis-moi donc la belle Qui t'envoyait ici ? Donne-moi des nouvelles Des garçons du pays." (bis) "Les garçons du village Se sont tous mariés Y a rien que toi barbare Que tu m'as délaissée." (bis) "Je serai plus barbare Je serai ton amant Tu seras ma maîtresse Dedans le régiment." (bis) Amusez-vous fillettes Profitez du beau temps Le temps des amourettes Ne dure pas longtemps (bis) Coirault : à rapprocher de 3503 Celle qui marche quarante jours RADdO : 00190.

HAVE FUN, YOUNG GIRLS Have fun, young girls, Enjoy the nice weather/ nice time (1) The time for youth love Don't last long. (twice) "I'm a young girl to be pitied, I lost my lover I'll have to look for him In the regiment." (twice) "Beauty, get dressed, Take a warrior's clothes Then you'll walk Thirty-six days. (twice) A thirty-six day walk Is quite a long walk To go in the islands To fetch one's beloved." (twice) She didn't go to the islands She met her lover Who was training In the harsh weather. (twice) "Oh, tell me, beauty, Who sent you here? Give me news Of the boys from our place." (twice) "All the boys from our village Got married, Only you is left, you barbarian Who abandoned me." (twice) "I will be a barbarian no more, I'll be your lover You'll be my mistress In the regiment." (twice) Have fun, young girls, Enjoy the nice weather/ nice time The time for youth love Don't last long. (twice)

(1) There's no way to know whether "temps" means "time" or "weather" since we have only one word in French and the sentence can be understood either way.

This song is to be compared to "La fille du soldat" (Malicorne's version and rendition)

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 09 Jan 11 - 04:08 AM

TOUT EN ME PROMENANT (French) Tout en me promenant Le long d'une prairie (bis) J'ai rencontré une fille Qui était à mon gré. Je lui ai dit tout en riant : "Êtes-vous mariée ?" "Mariée, je ne suis pas. Je suis fillette jeune, je n'y pense pas." "La belle, si tu voulais, Nous ferions déjà promesse. (bis) La bague en or que j'ai au doigt, Si tu voulais, la belle, elle serait à toi." "La bague en or m'appartient pas Car je suis fille jeune. (bis) Va-t'en, va-t'en au régiment Et quand tu reviendras, nous y serons à temps." Ne fut-il pas au régiment, Son père la marie. (bis) Avec un homme de soixante ans, De soixante ans, la belle, soixante ans passés. "Ma fille, l'épouseras-tu, Ce vieillard pour nous plaire ?" (bis) "Papa, maman, je l'épouserai, Mais jamais de la vie, je ne l'aimerai. Papa, maman, préparez-moi Un blanc lit pour ma noce (bis) Car le premier soir de noce, Moi je veux bien dormir." Mais au bout de deux ans, Son cher amant arrive. (bis) Trois petits coups, il a frappé À la porte de sa mie, de sa bien-aimée. "On m'a appris au régiment Que tu étais fiancée (bis) Que tu étais fiancée, Mariée déjà." La belle, pour finir nos amours, Permets-tu que je t'embrasse ? (bis) Son tendre cœur j'ai embrassé Mais aussitôt la belle s'est mise à pleurer." Coirault : 1416 Mariée à un vieillard pendant que son ami est à la guerre

WHILE I WAS STROLLING While I was strolling Along a meadow (twice) I met a girl To my liking. I told her laughing "Are you married?" "Married I am not, I am a young girl, I don't think about it." "Beauty, if you wanted, We would get engaged. (twice) The gold ring I have on my finger, Would be yours, beauty, if you wanted to." "The gold ring isn't mine For I am a young girl (twice) Go, go to do your military service And when you come back, we'll be on time." He hardly was gone to the army When her father married her (twice) With a sixty year old man Sixty years old, beauty, over sixty years old. "Daughter, will you marry This old man, to please us?" (twice) "Daddy, mommy, I'll marry him But never in my life I will love him. Daddy, mommy, get A white bed ready for my wedding (twice) For on the my first wedding night I want to sleep well." But after two years, Her dear lover arrives (twice) Three little knocks he knocked On his sweetheart's door. "They told me in the army That you were engaged (twice) That you were engaged, Already married." Beauty, to end our love, Do you allow me to kiss you?" (twice) I kissed her tender heart But the lady fair started to weep straight away.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 09 Jan 11 - 04:09 AM

As it's said in the leaflet, the language of this song is a mixture of words from different Occitan dialects and Italics ones (Italian and Piedmontese)

PILHATE-VOI BÊLA 'QÜELH MAÇOLIN "Pilhate-voi bêla 'qüelh maçolin (bis) Serà la despartida, O jòia bèl còr ! Serà la despartida, O jòia bèl còre di amor ! La despartida de mi e de voi : Lo mieu pèra mi marida. Mi marida pas con voi Mi marida con una altra. N'es pas tant bèla coma voi, Mai di dòta l'es più rica, E d'encuèi a quändes di' Vos enviterai ai nòce." "A le vòstre nòce mi li vau nen, Anderai a le vòstre dance." Si ne'n balèt una correnta ò due, La bèla tomba mòrta. E la gente que li èron d'entorn Dichèron : "Que grand dalmatge ! Era verament una bèla dòna…" (bis) Coirault : 3409 La délaissée aux trois robes. RADdO : 02563.

BEAUTY, TAKE THIS POSY "Beauty, take this posy (twice) It will be the parting, Oh joy, beautiful heart! It will be the parting Oh joy, beautiful heart of love! The parting of me and you My father gets me married. He doesn't get me married with you, He gets me married with another one. She's not as beautiful as you But she has a richer dowry, And within a few days, I'll invite you to my wedding." "I won't go to your wedding But I'll go to your dances." She danced a courante or two, The fair maiden fell dead. And people around her Said "What a great pity! She really was a beautiful woman…"(twice)

This song is to be related to "Les tristes noces" (Cf Mudcat thread for the lyrics and translation and Malicorne's rendition).

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 09 Jan 11 - 04:11 AM

JE ME SUIS FAIT Z'UNE MAÎTRESSE (French) Je me suis fait z'une maîtresse, trois jours n'y a pas longtemps (bis) J'irai la voir dimanche, lundi sans plus attendre, Mardi sans plus tarder, j'irai la demander Le père qui est en fenêtre, qui entend tous ces discours (bis) "Ma fille en mariage, j'en ai reçu le gage, À d'autre amant que vous, galant retirez-vous." "S'il faut que je me retire, je me retirerai (bis) Dans un couvent d'ermite pour l'amour d'une fille Ermite dans le bois, Céline je m'en va Céline, oh ma Céline, prête-moi tes ciseaux (bis) Pour couper l'alliance que nous avons ensemble L'alliance d'amour, Céline pour toujours Céline, oh ma Céline, prête-moi ton mouchoir (bis) Pour essuyer les larmes qui coulent de mon visage Les larmes de tes yeux sont pour te dire adieu. " "Pour de mouchoirs de poche, galant je n'en ai point (bis) Ils sont dans ma chambrette couverts d'une toilette Tout auprès de mon lit, galant revenez-y ! " "Céline, oh ma Céline, oh non je n'irai pas (bis) Ta mère est trop méchante quand elle nous voit ensemble Et ton père z'aussi, quand il nous voit venir." Coirault : 4708 Prête-moi ton mouchoir. RADdO : 00370.

I GOT A MISTRESS I got a mistress three days ago, it's not much (twice) I'll go to visit her on Sunday, on Monday without waiting more, On Tuesday without delay, I'll go to ask for her hand. The father who is at his window and hears all this talk (twice) "I promised to marry my daughter To another lover but you; suitor, withdraw." "If I must withdraw, I will (twice) In an hermit's convent for a girl's love. An hermit in the woods, Céline, I'm off. Céline, oh my Céline, lend me your scissors (twice) To cut the pledge we have together, The love pledge, Céline, forever. Céline, oh my Céline, lend me your handkerchief (twice) To wipe the tears that run down my face. The tears from your eyes are to bide you farewell. As for handkerchiefs, sweetheart, I have none (twice) They are in my bedroom, covered by a "toilette" (1) Close to my bed, sweetheart, go back there!" "Céline, oh my Céline, oh no, I will not go (twice) Your mother is too nasty when she sees us together And so is your father when he sees us come."

(1) it meant the cloth cover for a dressing table. I have no idea of what the English equivalent could be.


Témoignage
"Au pèi, au pèi, vé la belle sardine toute fraîche, que la queue elle y boulègue encore !"
Et ils passaient tous les jours, ces gens ?
Tous les jours.
Les Bouches du Rhône, les ???
Ah oui, oui, oui. Et tous ils criaient, ils passaient dans la rue et ils appelaient et???? Mais quand tu étais dedans, tu entendais pas, tu étais pas toujours à la fenêtre, … alors on descendait aux portes, et bien entendu on entendait sonner, on ouvrait, alors il se mettait dans le couloir et puis il criait…
À la gasta (?) les limaçons, 'y en a des gros et des pitchouns. Les limaçons, ça c'était à saisons. Elle, elle criait alors, elle, elle baladait, elle criait. Mais il fallait faire vite. Parce que nous, on habitait au cinquième, alors descendre chercher les limaçons, le temps qu'on ait ramassé le bol et ce qui nous en allait (?), elle avait déjà fait…
Et puis 'y avait aussi des chanteurs qui passaient ???? à la fenêtre et quand il arrivait … il fallait regarder un peu, et quand il voyait quelqu'un à la fenêtre, il s'arrêtait et il chantait. Alors ma mère elle envoyait deux sous, deux sous, trois sous… à chaque… il faisait ça sa tournée (?) comme ça en chantant et il ramassait les sous qu'on lui donnait
(In Occitan- Marseilles Provençal dialect) E… dins la carrièra de Marsilha, èra quaucarèn de polit per que tot lo monde cridava, tot lo monde cantava, èra quaucarèn de formidable. Ara, si veu pus e es ben domage

Story :
"Fish, fish, look at the beautiful, fresh sardines, their tails are still moving!"
And those people passed by every day?
Every day.
The Bouches du Rhône, the ???
Ah, yes, yes. And all shouted, they walked in the street and called and ??? But when you were indoors, you didn't hear, you weren't always by the window… so we went down to our doors and of course, we could hear them ring, we opened, then he went into the hallway and shouted.
(?) the snails, there are big ones and small ones. Snails came in seasons. She, she would shout, she did! But you had to hurry. Because we lived on the 6th story (5th floor for the U.K.ers), then, going downstairs to fetch the snails… time to gather a bowl and what we needed (?) she'd already done… (meaning walked too far away to be still in reach)
And then there were singers who passed by ??? at the window and when he arrived… you had to have a look, and when he saw someone by their window, he stopped and sang. Then my mother would send two "sous" (small currency), two "sous", three "sous"… at each… he toured around and sang and he picked up the money people gave him.
And… in Marseilles streets, it was pretty (lit. "it was something pretty) because everybody cried/shouted, everybody sang, it was wonderful. Now, you can't see it anymore and it's a real pity.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 09 Jan 11 - 04:12 AM

COMMENÇONS LA SEMAINE (French) Commençons la semaine, qu'en dis-tu cher voisin ? Commençons par le bon vin et finissons de même ! Il vaut mieux moins d'argent, chanter, boire et rire et rire Il vaut mieux moins d'argent, chanter, boire et rire souvent Tous mes parents me grondent que j'ai mangé tout mon bien Mais ils se trompent bien, car je ne fis que boire. Il vaut mieux moins d'argent, chanter, boire et rire et rire Il vaut mieux moins d'argent, chanter, boire et rire souvent Le père des tulipes, maître des capucins, Nous dit que le bon vin vaut mieux que l'eau bénie Le receveur de taille me fit vendre mon lit Mais je me fous de lui, je couche sur la paille. Notre curé nous prêche la sobriété du vin Que le diable ait son latin, car il en boit lui-même. Coirault : 10716 Vaut bien mieux moins d'argent. RADdO : 05699.

LET'S START THE WEEK Let's start the week, what do you say about it, dear neighbor? Let's start by good wine and let's finish the same way! It's better to have less money but to sing, drink and laugh and laugh It's better to have less money but to sing, drink and laugh often. All my relatives scold me that I ate all my good But they're quite wrong for I only drank. It's better to have less money but to sing, drink and laugh and laugh It's better to have less money but to sing, drink and laugh often. The father of the tulips, master of the Capuchin friars Tells us that good wine is better than holy water. The taxman had me sell my bed But I don't care for him/laugh at him, I sleep on straw. Our priest preaches us to forbear from drinking wine. Let the devil get on his Latin for he drinks some himself.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 09 Jan 11 - 04:13 AM

PAR MON CHEMIN JE RENCONTRAIS (French) Par mon chemin je rencontrais Une fille faite à mon gré : "Où vous allez jeune fillette Dedans le bois toute seulette ?" (bis) "Je suis une fille du bon Dieu Que mon père m'a envoyé à cent lieues Il m'a envoyée t-en France, Espagne Porter la bague à ma tante." (bis) "Mais nous voulons ta bague d'or Et ton honneur que tu as au cœur Ton honneur et ton cœur en gage Puisque nous t'avons dans le bocage. " (bis) "J'ai un couteau dedans ma main Je l'enfoncerai dedans mon sein. Je l'enfoncerai dans ma personne Avant que mon cœur s'abandonne." (bis) Quand la belle se fut tuée Les trois garçons se sont en allés. Ils sont arrivés tout droit à la porte De le père de la fille morte. (bis) Oh, mais à la fin du repas Celui qui va payer sait pas. Il mit la main dedans la bourse Voilà la bague d'or qui tombe ! (bis) Mais le père qui était près La bague d'or l'a relevée. "Voici une bague bien jolie Combien elle vous coûte, je vous prie ?" (bis) "Mais nous l'avons pas achetée Au moins encore non plus volée. Nous avons passé devant une église Nous l'avons vue, nous l'avons prise." "Oh tais-toi, méchant garçon, Tu m'as joué de trahison ! (bis) Ça, c'est la bague de ma fille Tu me la rends, morte ou vive." (bis) Le plus jeune il s'est déclaré : "C'est mes deux frères qui l'ont fait." On l'a conduit dans le bocage Qu'elle est couverte de feuillages. (bis) Le plus jeune il fut pardonné Les autres deux l'ont fait (?). ( ?) à Paris, Rome, Valence, Voilà la mort de cette enfance. (bis) Coirault : 9604 La fille à l'anneau tuée par les trois libertins. RADdO : 04039.

ON MY WAY I MET On my way I met A girl to my liking: "Where are you going, young girl All alone in the wood?" (twice) "I am a daughter of God That my father sent a hundred leagues from here, He sent me to France, to Spain To bring the ring to my aunt." (twice) "But we want your gold ring, And your honor that you have in/to your heart. Your honor and your heart as a pledge Since we have you in the wood"(1) (twice) "I have a knife in my hand, I'll stick it in my bosom. I'll stick in my person Before my heart yields." (twice) When the fair maid was killed, The three boys went away. They arrived straight to the door Of the dead girl's father. (twice). Oh, but at the end of the meal, The one who was to pay didn't know, He put his hand in his purse And the gold ring happened to fall! (twice) But the father who was close Picked up the gold ring. "Here is a very pretty ring. How much does it cost, if you please?" (twice) "But we didn't buy it, Even less did we steal it. We went past a church, We saw it, we took it." (twice) "Oh, hush, bad boy, You cheated on me! (twice) "This is my daughter's ring, Give her back to me, dead or alive" (twice) The youngest confessed/declared: "My two brothers did it. We lead her to the wood, She's covered with cut branches." (twice) The youngest was forgiven The two others ??? (2) ??? to Paris, Rome, Valence, Here is the death of this child/childhood? (twice)

(1) she sings "bouscage". "Bocage" is hedged farmland but the description fits more a wood than farmland.
(2) it seems she sings "les autres deux ont fait rouler / tra Paris…" but it doesn't make sense, "tra" doesn't even exist.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 09 Jan 11 - 04:20 AM

This is a part of a longer song called "La mula de Parenzo", a song from the North-East of Italy and Istria

TUTTI MI CHIAMANO BIONDA (Italian) Porto i capelli neri Porto i capelli neri Tutti mi chiamano bionda, laililoilà Ma bionda non lo sono, laililoilà Porto i capelli neri Sinceri nell'amor E perché non m'ami più ? (bis) S'il mare fosse tocio Montagne de polenta Ohi mamma che tociade! (bis) (bis) Polenta e baccalà Perché non m'ami più. La mia morosa e vecia, La tengo per riserva, E quando spunta l'erba (bis) (bis) La mando a pascolar Perché non m'ami più ? RADdO : 06374.

ALL CALL ME BLONDE I have black hair I have black hair All call me blonde But blonde I am not, (twice) I have black hair. Sincere in love. And why don't you love me any more? (twice) If the sea were gravy, Mountains (were made) of polenta Oh, mommy! what sops! (twice) (twice) Polenta and cod, Why don't you love me any more? My girlfriend is old, I keep her as a substitute And when the grass grows (twice) (twice) I send her to the pasture. Why don't you love me any more?

YouTube rendition
Istrian site where I found the lyrics below and at least one interesting link.


LA MULA DE PARENZO

La mula de Parenzo - liolà
l'ha messo su bottega,
de tutto la vendeva…
de tutto la vendeva
La mula de Parenzo - liolà
l'ha messo su bottega,
de tutto la vendeva
fora che'l baccalà.
Perché non m'ami più?

La mè morosa l'è vecia,
la tengo per riserva,
e quando spunta l'erba…
e quando spunta l'erba
La mè morosa l'è vecia,
la tengo per riserva
e quando spunta l'erba
la mando a pascolar.
Perché non m'ami più?

La mando a pascolare
nel mese di settembre,
ma quando vien novembre…
ma quando vien novembre
La mando a pascolare
nel mese di settembre
ma quando vien novembre
la mando a riposar.
Perché non m'ami più?

La mando a pascolare
insieme alle caprette,
l'amor con le servette…
l'amor con le servette
La mando a pascolare
insieme alle caprette
l'amor con le servette
non lo farò mai più!
Perché non m'ami più?

Se il mare fosse tòcio
e i monti de polenta:
ohi mamma che tociàde…
ohi mamma che tociàde
Se il mare fosse tòcio
e i monti de polenta
ohi mamma che tociàde
polenta e baccalà!
Perché non m'ami più?

Se il mare fosse di vino
e i laghi de acquavita,
'briaghi per tutta la vita…
'briaghi per tutta la vita
Se il mare fosse di vino
e i laghi de acquavita
'briaghi per tutta la vita:
polenta e baccalà.
Perché non m'ami più?

Tutti mi dicono bionda,
ma bionda io non sono,
porto i capelli neri…
porto i capelli neri
Tutti mi dicono bionda,
ma bionda io non sono
porto i capelli neri,
neri come il carbon.
Perché non m'ami più?

Sinceri ne l'amore,
sinceri ne gli amanti:
ne ho passati tanti…
ne ho passati tanti
Sinceri ne l'amore,
sinceri ne gli amanti
ne ho passati tanti
e passerò anche te!
Perché non m'ami più?

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 09 Jan 11 - 04:21 AM

LE LUNDI DE LA PENTECÔTE (French) Le lundi de la Pentecôte Je me suis allé promener Je me suis allé promener Tout le long d'un pré. J'ai trouvé ma mie endormie Je l'ai réveillée. Aussitôt je m'approchai d'elle Faisant semblant de l'embrasser Faisant semblant de l'embrasser Elle m'a refusé. "Mon cher amant ne venez pas Vous m'ennuyez ! Si c'est l'amour qui vous tourmente Venez ce soir à la minuit Venez ce soir à la minuit Oh mon bel ami Car mon père sera endormi Ma mère aussi." N'en furent pas une heure ensemble Que le coq chanta minuit Que le coq chanta minuit Oh mon bel ami Tout coq qui chante à la minuit Doit être rôti. N'en furent pas une heure ensemble Que l'alouette chante le jour "Alouette tu m'as trompé Tu m'as trahi Tu chantes la pointe du jour Ce n'est pas la minuit. Ah si l'amour prend la racine Dans mon jardin j'en planterai Dans mon jardin j'en planterai Mais aux quatre coins J'en ferai part aux amoureux Qui en auront besoin." Coirault : 607 Le rendez-vous de nuit. RADdO : 00553.

ON WHIT MONDAY On Whit Monday I went for a walk I went for a walk Along a meadow. I found my sweetheart asleep, I woke her up. I promptly got near her Pretending to kiss her Pretending to kiss her, She denied me to. "My dear lover, don't come, You bother me! If love is what is tormenting you, Come tonight at midnight Come tonight at midnight Oh my dear sweetheart, For my father will be asleep And so will my mother. They hardly were together for an hour When the rooster sang midnight, When the rooster sang midnight Oh my dear sweetheart, Whatever rooster that sings at midnight Must be roasted. They hardly were together for an hour When the lark sang daybreak "Lark, you deceived me, You betrayed me. You're singing daybreak, It's not midnight. "Ah, if love takes root In my garden I will plant some In my garden I will plant some, But in the four corners I'll give some to the lovers Who would need any."

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 09 Jan 11 - 04:22 AM

ADIEU PAURE CARNAVÀS (Occitan) Adieu paure, Paure, paure, Adieu paure Carnavàs ! Manjarem plus de saussissas, ni de maigre ni de gras. Adieu paure, Paure, paure, Adieu paure Carnavàs ! RADdO : 06375.

FAREWELL, POOR CARNIVAL Farewell, poor, Poor, poor, Farewell, poor Carnival! We will eat no more sausages, Neither lean nor fat.. Farewell, poor, Poor, poor, Farewell, poor Carnival!

We have another version of this song with translation, recording, midi and sheet music on Mama Lisa's World
and a couple of articles about Carnival on Lisa's blog.

END OF CD 6

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Thomas Stern
Date: 10 Jan 11 - 09:12 PM

heads up: J&R in New York City has this for $80!
Anthologie Traditionnelles J&R


Best wishes, Thomas.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 14 Jan 11 - 12:50 PM

Before I start posting the lyrics and translations to CD7 I'd want to say that I wish that you guys out there pointed where the previous ones are wrong, weird, awkward, incomprehensible...
Thanks!

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:19 AM

CD 7 ALPS NORTH EAST

Link to the Frémeaux's leaflet to this CD

J'AI FAIT UNE MAÎTRESSE (French) J'ai fait une maîtresse Il n'y a pas trois jours longtemps. Si Dieu me la conserve J'en serai son amant. (bis) J'ai bien reçu une lettre Qu'à la guerre nous faut aller. Ma charmante maîtresse Ne faisait que pleurer. (bis) "Ne pleurez pas tant la belle Car nous sommes encore ici À la fin de cette guerre Nous pourrons bien revenir." (bis) La guerre elle est finie L'amant l'est revenu À la porte de sa mie Où il est allé frapper (bis) "Qui frappe à la porte À cette heure de la nuit ? J'ai ma chandelle est morte Je n'ose point t'ouvrir !" (bis) Coirault : 3612 Fiancée à un autre RADdO : 02591.

I GOT A MISTRESS I got a mistress Only three days ago. If God keeps her for me I'll be her lover. (twice) I did receive a letter (saying) that we must go to war. My charming mistress Couldn't stop weeping. (twice) "Don't cry so much, beauty, For we are still here, At the end of the war We will come back." (twice) The war is over, The lover has come back To his sweetheart's door He went to knock (twice) "Who's knocking at the door, At this time at night? My candle is dead, I don't dare open to you!" (twice)

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:21 AM

DANS NOTRE VILLAGE, MA CHARMANTE MAMAN, (French) Dans notre village, ma charmante maman, Les filles sont sages jusqu'à quatorze ans. (bis) Silence, silence, la nuit pas de bruit, Le jour s'avance et la nuit s'enfuit. RADdO : 06385.

IN OUR VILLAGE, MY CHARMING MOMMY In our village, my charming mommy, The girls are good till they're fourteen. (twice) Silence, silence, no noise at night, Days comes near and night goes away.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:25 AM

CONSCRITS, ÉGAYONS NOS VINGT ANS (French) Conscrits, égayons nos vingt ans Voici l'heureux jour du tirage Profitons de tous nos instants Pour célébrer ce doux passage Allons marchons au pas Ne nous alarmons pas Le destin du soldat Est le plus heureux que l'on trouve ici bas. Coirault : 6504 L'heureux jour du tirage RADdO : 03043.

DRAFTEES, LET'S ENLIVEN OUR 20 YEARS OF AGE Draftees, let's enliven our twenty years of age, Here comes the happy day of the draw (1) Let's enjoy all our moments To celebrate this sweet transition. Come on, let's walk in step, Let's not get worried The soldier's fate Is the happiest one can find here below.

(1) At a certain moment of the conscription history, young men first had to be passed "bon pour le service" (fit for the military service) which was in itself a transition ritual –if fit, they'd be men!- then they would draw lots: suppose 100 soldiers were needed, all the young men would draw a piece of paper on which a number from 1 to the number they were was written. Then they were sorted out. Those who had drawn #1 to 100 were drafted, those from # 101 to let's say 130 were reservists, the others were exempted. Hence the expression "tirer un bon/mauvais numéro " (to draw a good/bad number) that means to be lucky/unlucky. Military service could be pretty long (5 to 7 years during peace time, more in war time) and since substitution was allowed, well-off men could pay someone else to go to the army in their stead.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:27 AM

LES CONSCRITS SONT LÀ (French) a/ Les conscrits sont là, mais on ne les voit guère Les conscrits sont là, on ne les verra pas Et si on les voit, on ne les entend guère Et si on les voit, on en les entend pas. RADdO : 06386.

THE DRAFTEES ARE HERE a/ The draftees are here, but they can hardly be seen, the draftees are here, they will not be seen. And if they can be seen, they can hardly be heard, And if they can be seen, they cannot be heard.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:28 AM

LE CONSCRIT (French) b/ Le conscrit, quand il partira Laissera les autres dans la misère. Le conscrit, quand il partira, Laissera les autres dans les embarras. À la guerre, il faut s'y faire Dans les combats, il faut des soldats. (bis) RADdO : 06387.

THE DRAFTEE b/When the draftee leaves, He will leave the others in poverty. When the draftee leaves, He will leave the others in their troubles. You need to get used to war, You need soldiers in fights. (twice)

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:31 AM

LES CONSCRITS DE LA TOUSSAINT (French) Écoutez nos complaintes et nos gémissements Sensibles à nos plaintes, tirez-nous des tourments. Nous étions comme vous, ayant nos corps. Vous serez comme nous, parmi les morts. Oh vous voyez nos peines, hélas secourez-nous. Nous sommes dans les chaînes, ayez pitié de nous. Nos amis, nos parents, nos chers enfants, Nous souffrons grandement dans ce tourment. Les peines qu'on endure avant que de mourir Ne sont qu'une peinture de ce qu'il faut souffrir. Dans ce terrible lieu au loin de Dieu Nous sommes attachés par nos péchés. Prier pour père et mère, enfants, vous le devez Puisqu'étant sur la terre, ils vous ont tant aimés. De leur biens délaissés, vous jouissez Donnez-leur promptement soulagement. Coirault : 8115 Complainte des pauvres âmes RADdO : 05326.

THE ALL SAINTS DAY'S DRAFTEES Listen to our laments and our wailings, Moved by our moans, get us out from our torments. We were like you, having our bodies, You'll be like us, among the dead. Oh, you see our pains, alas, rescue us, We are in the chains, have pity for us. Our friends, our parents, our dear children, We suffer greatly in this torment. The pains we endure before we die Are only a picture of what we have to suffer. In this terrible place far away from God, We are tied by our sins. You must pray for your father, mother and children Since on earth, they loved you so much. You're enjoying their forsaken goods, Soothe them quickly.

NB: I find the end of this one confusing

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:35 AM

QUAND J'ÉTAIS PETITE FILLE (French) Quand j'étais petite fille, tralalala lala lala Quand j'étais petite fille, les moutons je les gardais. Mais j'étais encore bien jeune, j'oubliais mon déjeuner. Mais le valet de mon grand-père est venu me l'apporter. "Tenez, tenez, petite-fille, tenez voilà votre déjeuner !" "Comment voulez-vous que je déjeune, les moutons sont égarés. Ils sont là-bas dans la prairie, où je puis les retrouver." Elle prend sa cornemuse et les moutons sont retrouvés ! Coirault : 4501 Le déjeuner oublié (La danse du troupeau) RADdO : 00044.

WHEN I WAS A LITTLE GIRL When I was a little girl, tralalala lala lala When I was a little girl, I would watch the sheep. But I was still very young, I forgot my breakfast/snack. But my grandfather's servant brought it to me. "Here you are, here you are, granddaughter (1), here is your breakfast/snack!" "How could I have my breakfast/snack, my sheep are lost. They are over there in the meadow where I can find them." She took her bagpipe and found her sheep!

(1) it may have been spelled with a hyphen which makes the compound mean "granddaughter" because of the grandfather, so the servant would call her the way her grandfather did. In other versions, it's just "petite fille" without a hyphen which translates as "little girl". The most well-known version of this song goes...

QUAND J'ÉTAIS PETITE FILLE Quand j'étais petite fille, mes moutons j'allais garder (bis) J'étais encore dans ma jeunesse, j'oubliais mon déjeuner (bis ) Un matin maître se lève pour venir me l'apporter (bis) Tenez, tenez, petite fille, voici votre déjeuner (bis) Que voulez-vous que j'en fasse, mes moutons sont égarés (bis) Il sont là-bas dans la prairie, je ne puis les retrouver (bis) Maître prit sa cornemuse et s'mit à cornemuser (bis) Au son de la musette, les moutons sont retrouvés (bis) Ils se sont pris par la patte et se sont mis à danser (bis) Et au milieu de cette danse/ronde, j'ai mangé mon déjeuner (bis)

WHEN I WAS A LITTLE GIRL When I was a little girl, I would go and watch the sheep (twice). But I was still in my youth, I would forget my breakfast/snack. (twice) Once day, master got up to bring it to me (twice). "Here you are, here you are, little girl, here is your breakfast/snack!" (twice) "What would I do with it, my sheep are lost.(twice) They are over there in the meadow, I can't find them." Master took his bagpipe and started to pipe (twice) To the sound of the pipe, the sheep were found (twice) They held one another's legs/feet and started to dance (twice) And in the middle of this dance/round, I ate my breakfast/snack.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:40 AM

C'ÉTAIT UN PLAFONNEUR, D'UNE RICHE FAMILLE (French) C'était un plafonneur, d'une riche famille Cherchant nuit et jour l'amour d'une fille. Il l'a cherché, il l'a cherché, la fille il l'a trouvée. (bis) La fille de bon matin s'en va dire à sa mère : "Mère, connaissez-vous bien le garçon que j'aime ? C'est un garçon plafonneur, celui qui a su charmer mon cœur !" (bis) À ce propos-là, la mère se fâche : "Non, tu ne l'auras pas, petite volage ! Nous te marierons fort bien avec un garçon de bien." (bis) "Ce garçon-là, ma mère, il n'a pas de l'adresse Comme mon plafonneur, rempli de tendresse. Si vous ne me le donnez pas, je le suivrai de pas à pas ! (bis) J'irai tous les jours sur le bord du rivage, Pleurer nuit et jour, l'amour mon esclavage. J'aurai toujours dedans mon cœur l'amour du joli plafonneur." (bis) "Nous te mettrons, ma fille, dans un couvent de filles. Tu regarderas par la croisée, tu verras le plafonneur passer !" (bis) Coirault : 914 Le garçon plafonneur RADdO : 02185.

HE WAS A PLASTERER He was a plasterer (1), looking night and day For the love of a rich family's daughter. He looked for it, he found it, he found the girl (twice) Early in the morning, the girl goes to tell her mother: "Mother, do you know well the boy I love? It's a plasterer boy, the one who knew how to charm my heart!" (twice) Hearing this, the mother gets angry: "No, you won't have him, little fickle! We will marry you very well with a rich boy" (bis) "That boy, mother, has no skill Like my full of tenderness plasterer. If you don't give him to me, I will follow him step by step. (twice) Every day I will go on the waterside, To weep night and day, love, my slavery. I will always have in my heart the love of the pretty/nice plasterer" (twice) "We will put you, daughter, in a girls convent. You'll look through the window, you'll see the plasterer pass by!" (twice)

(1) "plafonneur": plasterer who works on ceilings (plafond = ceiling)

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:42 AM

MÈ DZE SI EUNNA TSANSÔN (Franco-Provençal, aka Arpitan) Mè dze si eunna tsansôn Que l'è totta de meussondze. Se le ya-t-eun mô de veretô Dz'oui que me la confondre. Si levà lo bon mateun Quan lo solèi mechave. Si allà à la fèira lo premi Quan le-s-atre s'èn vignavon. Dz'i atseutô eun dzèn cavalleun blan S'è trôo eun croè ano borgno. N'i coppô-lèi le quatro pià Courjè pe tò lo mondo. Dz'i appalô mon tseun é mon tsa La tchévra le veun môdre. E m'a mordù lo grou artèi Le bouigno me sèinavon. Cice que l'an fé ceutta tsansôn Son quatro maronade. La tsansôn se l'è fété L'è 'n tsapièn de pallie. Coirault : 11401 Les menteries RADdO : 00264.

I KNOW A SONG I know a song That is lying. If there is one only word of truth, I want to expose it for you. I got up early in the morning At sun set. I was the first to go to the fair When the others were coming back. I bought a pretty, white foal, It came out to be a lousy, one-eyed donkey. I cut his four feet, He would run around everywhere. I called my dog and my cat, The goat went to bite them. She bit my big toe, My ears bled. Those who composed this song Are four jokers. If the song was made, It was while cutting straw.

This song is to be compared to J' me lève de bon matin or Ahora que vamos despacio

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:44 AM

DANS LA COUR D'UN PALAIS (French) Dans la cour d'un palais, Tout le long d'un gué, ce joli mois de mai Dans la cour d'un palais, Y avait une servante (bis) Qui voulait se marier Tout le long… Personne ne la demande. (bis) Le fils du pharmacien En a fait la demande. (bis) Son père le veut bien Sa mère en est contente. (bis) Y a que les grands-parents Qui en font la différence. (bis) "Malgré nos grands-parents Nous coucherons ensemble. (bis) Aux quatre coins du lit Quatre pommes d'orange. (bis) Et au milieu du lieu Le rossignol chante. (bis) Chante rossignolet Et quand tu auras bien chanté, Tu auras ta récompense !" (bis) Coirault : 4801 La Flamande RADdO : 00273.

IN THE YARD OF A PALACE In the yard of a palace, All along a ford, this pretty month of May In the yard of a palace, There was a maid (twice) Who wanted to get married All along … Nobody proposed her. (twice) The pharmacist's son Proposed her (twice) Her father agreed, Her mother was glad of it (twice) Only the grandparents Made a difference (twice). "In spite of our grandparents, We will sleep together (twice) At the four corners of the bed Four oranges (1) (twice) And in the middle of the place The nightingale sings (twice) Sing, little nightingale And when you've sung well, You'll have your reward." (twice)

(1) oranges were often called "orange apples", it's called this way in Occitan (pomas d'irange) and in Sioux Lakota (tȟaspáŋzi = yellow apple)

This song is to be compared with "Aux marches du palais". There are notes about the singing of the nightingale and the middle of the place/bed on this thread

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:46 AM

VOICI CE JOLI MOIS DE MAI (French) Voici ce joli mois de mai Qui est si joli si bien fait. Nous l'adorons par sa présence Voici ce joli mois qui rentre. Voici ce joli mois des fleurs Qui réjouit partout les cœurs Les cœurs de ces jeunes fillettes Qui sont si jolies si bien faites. Vous pères et mères qui avez Des jeunes filles à marier Que dieu vous fasse l'avantage De les unir en mariage. Et vous fillettes qui dormez Voulez-vous bien vous réveiller Car vos amants sont à la porte De belles fleurs ils vous apportent. Ils vous apportent un beau bouquet De roses blanches, de muguet Et par-dessus trois belles oranges Voici ce joli mois qui rentre. Coirault : 9004 Toutes les fleurs sont dans leur valeur RADdO : 05496.

HERE COMES THIS PRETTY MONTH OF MAY Here comes this pretty month of May That is so pretty and so well made. We love it for its presence. Here's this pretty month coming in. Here comes this pretty month of flowers That rejoices hearts everywhere. The hearts of these young girls Who are so pretty and so well built (whose bodies look so good) You, fathers and mothers who have Marriageable young maidens, May God give you the luck To have them joined in matrimony. And you, young girls who are sleeping, Would you want to wake up, For your lovers are at your door, They bring you beautiful flowers. They bring you a beautiful posy Of white roses, of lily of the valley And on top three nice oranges. Here is this pretty month coming in.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:48 AM

'S ERSCHTE JOHR, WÜ-N-I HA FANGA A HÜSE (Alsatian) 's erschte Johr, wü-n-i ha fanga a hüse, Hat m'r unser Herrgott e Pitel ga. Alla Litt ha welle wesse wie das Pitel heisst : Pittelé heisst mi kleines Hiehnelé. O Eland ! Jerusalem ! 's zweite Johr, wü-n-i ha fanga a hüse, Hat m'r unser Herrgott a Ante ga. Alla Litt ha welle wesse wie dia Ante heisst : Ringeldi Rangeldi heisst mi Antali, Pittelé heisst mi kleines Hiehnelé. O Eland ! Jerusalem ! 's drette Johr, wü-n-i ha fanga a hüse, Hat m'r unser Herrgott a Gans ga. Alla Litt ha welle wesse wie dia Gans heisst : Langhans heisst mi Gans, Ringeldi Rangeldi heisst mi Antali, Pittelé heisst mi kleines Hiehnelé. O Eland ! Jerusalem ! 's viarte Johr, wü-n-i ha fanga a hüse, Hat m'r unser Herrgott a Kühe ga. Alla Litt ha welle wesse wie dia Kühe heisst : Nia- genüe heisst mi Kühe, Langhans heisst mi Gans, Ringeldi Rangeldi heisst mi Antali, Pittelé heisst mi kleines Hiehnelé. O Eland ! Jerusalem ! 's femfte Johr, wü-n-i ha fanga a hüse, Hat m'r unser Herrgott a Ochs ga. Alla Litt ha welle wesse wie da Ochs heisst : Grosskopf heisst mi Ochs, Nia- genüe heisst mi Küe, Langhans heisst mi Gans, Ringeldi Rangeldi heisst mi Antali, Pittelé heisst mi kleines Hiehnelé. O Eland ! Jerusalem ! 's sechste Johr, wü-n-i ha fanga a hüse, Hat m'r unser Herrgott a Frauï ga. Alla Litt ha welle wesse wie dia Frauï heisst : Rutsch-em-Schtrauï heisst mi Frauï, Grosskopf heisst mi Ochs, Nia-genüe heisst mi Küe, Langhans heisst mi Gans, Ringeldi Rangeldi heisst mi Antali, Pittelé heisst mi kleines Hiehnelé. O Eland ! Jerusalem ! 's sewete Johr, wü-n-i ha fanga a hüse, Hat m'r unser Herrgott a Kend ga. Alla Litt ha welle wesse wie das Kend heisst : Pflederleng heisst mi Kend, Rutsch-em-Schtrauï heisst mi Frauï, Grosskopf heisst mi Ochs, Nia genüe heisst mi Küe, Langhans heisst mi Gans, Ringeldi Rangeldi heisst mi Antali, Pittelé heisst mi kleines Hiehnelé. O Eland ! Jerusalem ! RADdO : 06388.

IN THE FIRST YEAR I STARTED TO KEEP MY HOUSE In the first year I started to keep my house Our Lord God gave me a little hen. Everybody wanted to know how this hen was called: Pitalé is the name of my little hen. O woe! Jerusalem! In the second year I started to keep my house, Our Lord God gave me a duck. Everybody wanted to know how this duck was called. Waddle-waddly is the name of my duck, Pitalé is the name of my little hen. O woe! Jerusalem! In the third year I started to keep my house, Our Lord God gave me a goose. Everybody wanted to know how this goose was called: Longneck is the name of my goose, Waddle-waddly is the name of my duck Pitalé is the name of my little hen. O woe! Jerusalem! In the fourth year I started to keep my house, Our Lord God gave me a cow. Everybody wanted to know how this cow was called. Never-enough is the name of my cow, Longneck is the name of my goose, Waddle-waddly is the name of my duck, Pitalé is the name of my little hen. O woe! Jerusalem! In the fifth year I started to keep my house, Our Lord God gave me an ox. Everybody wanted to know how this ox was called. Big-head is the name of my ox, Never-enough is the name of my cow, Longneck is the name of my goose, Waddle-waddly is the name of my duck, Pitalé is the name of my little hen. O woe! Jerusalem! In the sixth year I started to keep my house, Our Lord God gave me a woman/wife. Everybody wanted to know how this woman/wife was called. Slip-on-straw is the name of my woman/wife, Big-head is the name of my ox, Never-enough is the name of my cow, Longneck is the name of my goose, Waddle-waddly is the name of my duck, Pitalé is the name of my little hen. O woe! Jerusalem! In the seventh year I started to keep my house, Our Lord God gave me a child. Everybody wanted to know how this child was called. Pflederleng is the name of my child, Slip-on-straw is the name of my woman/wife, Big-head is the name of my ox, Never-enough is the name of my cow, Longneck is the name of my goose, Waddle-waddly is the name of my duck, Pitalé is the name of my little hen. O woe! Jerusalem!

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:49 AM

EN 'K GINGEN LESTMAAL AAN HET JAGEN UIT (Flemish) En 'k gingen lestmaal aan het jagen uit Aan het jagen ging er ik uit, Wien vonde 'k ik op mijne wegen ? Een schoon meisje, die kwam er al tegen, En zij was er maar ja, gedaan en gedaan, En zij was er maar ja opgedan. "Bonjour" zeide hij, "jonkvrouwe jolie, Zou 'k ik niet meugen een nacht bij je zijn ? Zou 'k ik niet meugen een nacht bij je slapen ? Dat zal mijn jonk hertje vermaken." "Een nacht bij mijn slapen, Dat mag er wel zijn." Zo sprak dat jong meisje fijn. "Schoon lief, komt omtrent dien avond, Schoon lief en ik zal U verwachten." Den dag die verdween en dien avond die k(w)am Die jager is derwaarts gegaan En hij klopte op heure klafforen Dat meisje di k(w)am er al voren, En ze liet er die jager en goe(d)in, En ze liet er die jager in. Die vader die sliep en de moeder die riep, "Wie mag d'r hier boven zijn Welk (wat) mag uus dochtertje maken ? Haar berre (bedde) begunt er te kraken Zij en is er vorwaar, niet alleen, niet alleen, Zij en is er vorwaar niet alleen." Die vader sloeg vier en die moeder gong mee, En ze zijn er naar boven gaan zien, En ze lei in die jagers ermen (armen) Alleen en al zuchten en kermen. "Dochtertje later gij' getrouwd zal zijn, Je gaat gij meugen blijven thuis Je gaat gij meugen zitten en wiegen, Van den jager je te laten bedriegen En roepen met 't hert vol druk en rouw : Klein jagerke slaapt er maar gauw !" RADdO : 06389.

AND I WAS LATELY GOING ON A HUNT And I was lately going on a hunt And for a hunt I went out. And who did I find on my way? A beautiful maiden came in front of me, And she was so well adorned, Yes, so well adorned. "Good day" he said, "Pretty young maiden, Couldn't I be one night with you? Couldn't I sleep one night with you? It would make my young heart happy". "To sleep one night with me? It might well be." Thus spoke this pretty maiden. "Fine love, come at night, Fine love, I'll watch you come." The day went away and the night came The hunter went there. And he knocked at her shutters, The young girl went to open And let the hunter go in And let the hunter in. And the father was sleeping and the mother called: "Who might be up there? What might our daughter be doing? Her bed starts cracking, She's certainly not alone in it, not alone, She's certainly not alone in it." The father took the lamp and the mother went with him And they went upstairs to see, And she was lying in the hunter's arms, and was only moaning. "Daughter, when later you're married, Well you'll have to stay at home, You'll have to stay by the cradle Because of the hunter who betrayed you And (you'll) say with the heart full of oppression and sorrow: 'Little hunter, sleep quicker!'"

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:55 AM

LES CORDONNIERS SONT PIRES QUE DES ÉVÊQUES (French) Les cordonniers sont pires que des évêques (bis) Trinquent tous les jours et le dimanche avec. Lon la, lon la Battons la semelle oh gué, lon la Battons la semelle et le beau temps r'viendra Tous les lundis, ils s'en font une fête (bis) Et le mardi, ils ont mal à la tête. Lon la… Les mercredis, ils vont boire chopinette (bis) Et les jeudis, ils « feusent » dans leur couchette. Les vendredis, s'assient sur leur sellette (bis) Les samedis, baptisent leur recette. Mais le dimanche, ils chantent à plein bec (bis) Les cordonniers sont pires que des évêques. Coirault : 6414 La semaine ouvrière RADdO : 01230.

THE SHOEMAKERS ARE WORSE THAN BISHOPS The shoemakers are worse than bishops (twice) They drink (1) every day and on Sunday too. Lon la, lon la Let's hit the sole oh gué, lon la Let's hit the sole and the fine weather will come back Every Monday they party (bis) and on Tuesdays they have a headache. Lon la… On Wednesdays, they go to drink a little glass (2) (twice) And on Thursdays, they "do" (3) in their beds. On Fridays, they sit on their cradles (twice) On Saturdays, they baptize their takings/receipts (4) But on Sundays, they blare out (twice) The shoemakers are worse than bishops

(1) trinquer means to cling glasses before drinking. The word comes from the German "trinken" (to drink) and can be used to mean "to drink", it also means "to pay the price" hence the expression "les parents boivent, les enfants trinquent" (the parents drink/booze, the children cling glasses = pay the price)
(2) chope, chopine, chopinette: all words coming from the German Schoppen and Alsatian Schoppe referring to a beer mug: chope = 1 pint, chopine ½ pint, chopinette being a diminutive/pet name for chopine but isn't supposed to be smaller..
(3) "feusent": there are quotes in the lyrics, which means the word "is not French" = it's not said this way normally or it "doesn't exist" at all, i.e. officially, in the dictionary- . This is a form of the 3rd person of plural of the verb "faire" (to do/ to make) based on the fact that the forms spelled "fais--" are pronounced like the English "fuzz" and so is "feusent". The line would then translate as "on Thrusday, they "do" in their bed. But what would they do? Other versions probably tell more, here is one that goes, "Les cordonniers sont pires que les évêques / le lundi, ils font une fête / le mardi, ils ont mal à la tête / le mercredi, ils jouent de la clarinette / le jeudi, ils vont voir leur maîtresse / le vendredi, passent la navette / Le samedi, leur semaine est bien faite." I also found the same song referring to weavers. so… since alternate versions have the Thursday line as "they go to see their mistresses" this is probably what they "do" in their beds.
(4) I have no idea of what it means but it could be the result of a mishearing because other versions give this line as "le samedi, petite est leur recette" (on Saturdays, small is their taking)

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:56 AM

JEAN PANSARD N'A PAS ENCORE SOUPÉ (Walloon and French) Djan Ponsôd n'a né co soupé S'il-vous-plait de lui en donner. Taillez ci, taillez là, Mètouz-l' au mitan du plat. In p'tit bokèt d'pwin In p'tit bokèt d'tchau Pou Djan Ponsôd. D'jai dès djambes di fiêr, Dje coûrs come un ciêr ; Dj'ai dès djambes di fistu, Djè d'mère toudi ascroupu d'ssus

JEAN PANSARD HASN'T HAD SUPPER YET Jean Pansard (1) hasn't had supper yet, If you'd like to give him some, Cut here, cut there Put some in the middle of the dish. A little piece of bread, A little piece of meat For Jean Pansard. I have iron legs, I run like a deer; I have wisp legs, I always stay hunkered on them.

(1) John Potbelly could be a good equivalent.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:57 AM

CHANT DE QUÊTE – 1 (Walloon) Madame, dji vins hèyi Po veûy çou qu'vos m'din.rîz. Vos-avéz fé des wafes, Vos m'lès lêriz sayî. Boutéz foû, boutéz d'vins Jusqu'à tant qu'I seûy bin plin. Ine pitite hèye, Madame, pace qui dj'a si bin tchanté !

COLLECTION SONG 1 Ma'am, I've come to collect To see what you will give. You made waffles, You'll let me taste them, Put some outside, put some inside Till it's (my bag) very full. A little present, Ma'am, Because I have sung so well!

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 02:59 AM

CHANT DE QUÊTE – 2 (Walloon) On djoû Monseû l'Cwèrbâ, à l'copète d'on tiyou. Tinéz ! Volà mé min, comment va-t-I, mon Diou ? Nosse pôve petit houlot qu'a toumé foû dè nid, Qu'a toumé foû dè nid en s'cassant lès deûs gngnos. Sur l'air du tradèridèra (ter) et tralala… Une petite hèye, Madame, pace que j'ai si bien chanté, si v's plêt.

COLLECTION SONG 2 One day, Mister Crow on top of a lime tree. "Here you are, here is my hand, my God, how are you?" "Our poor, little youngest fell down from the nest, Fell down from the nest and broke its two knees, To the tune of the tradéridéra (3 times) and tralala… A little present, Ma'am, Because I have sung so well, please!

This song is sung to the same tune as La Mère Michel to which is also sung St Nicolas, patron des écoliers

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 03:00 AM

CHANT DE QUÊTE – 3 (Walloon) Bondjoû, Madame, dji vins hèyi Eune bone annèye à v's sohêti On bon rôy po l'djoû d'vosse vèye Et des galants à vos djônès fèyes. Dji sos v'nou chal è vosse payis Tot nou, tot d'hâs, tot mâ tchåssi. Ine pitite hèye po m'rimoussi ! Ine pitite hèye, Madame, pace qui j'a si bin tchanté ! "Kibin èstéz-v's ?" "Nos deûs !" "E-bin aléz-r'-z-è vos deûs !" "Dij v'sohête li Diâbe è l'coulêye po tote l'annèye !"

COLLECTION SONG 3 Good day, ma'am, I've come to collect To wish you a happy (new) year, A good king (husband) for the rest of your life And sweethearts for your young daughters/girls. I've come here, in your area (1) Naked, sockless and poorly shod. A little present to thank me. A little present, Ma'am, Because I have sung so well!" "How many are you?" "The two of us!" "Well, you two go away!" "I wish you the Devil in your chimney For all the year!"

(1) "dans votre pays" = in your area, place, region, land… though "pays" means country, here it's not about a country (nation)

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 03:00 AM

♫ Oh oh hard is the fortune of all womankind…♫

LÀ-HAUT, SUR CETTE MONTAGNE (French) Là-haut, sur cette montagne Il y a des oiseaux. Il y a des p'tits aussi des grands qui chantent leur langage Que les jeunes filles sont malheureuses de se mettre au ménage. (bis) Pour se mettre au ménage Il faut avoir du courage. Il faut nourrir homme et enfant et embrasser l'ouvrage. L'on peut bien dire : "Adieu beau temps, je suis dans l'esclavage." (bis) Le jour du mariage, Quel habit mettrons-nous ? Nous mettrons nos habits blancs, la robe de pénitence, Le chapeau haut à trois couleurs, le ruban de souffrance. (bis) Six mois du mariage Elle va trouver son père. "Mon père vous m'avez mariée, vous m'avez donné z'un homme, Qui est toujours au cabaret, négligeant sa besogne." (bis) "Ma fille prenez courage Peut-être qu'il changera. Embrassez-le, caressez-le, montrez-lui du courage, Vous trouverez du changement dans votre petit ménage." (bis) Coirault : 5420 Que les amants sont insouciants de se mettre en ménage RADdO : 00028.

UP THERE ON THIS MOUNTAIN Up there on this mountain There are birds. There are small ones also large ones that sing (in) their language That young girls are anxious to get married (twice) To get married, You must be courageous. You must feed man and child and work. One can well say, "Farewell, good time, I am in slavery." (twice) On the wedding day, Which clothes will we wear? We'll put our white clothes on, the penance gown, The three-colored top hat, the ribbon of suffering. (twice) Six months after her wedding, She goes to see her father. "Father, you married me off, you gave me a man Who is always at the pub/café, neglecting his work." (twice) "Daughter, take courage, Maybe he will change, Kiss him, fondle him, show him courage, You'll find some change in your little household." (twice)

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 03:02 AM

DU PRINTEMPS LORSQUE DÈS L'AURORE (French) Du printemps lorsque dès l'aurore, les oiseaux chantent le retour Quand aux doux prémices de flore, les zéphyrs font déjà la cour Quand la nature entière offre un aspect nouveau Et que près de la mère l'on voit bondir l'agneau. Frères, il faut battre aux champs quand on voyage à notre âge Nos cœurs contents sont exempts de peine et de tourment. Pour connaître du tour de France le tableau que l'on nous en fait Pour parvenir à la science que le dieu des arts nous promet Pour montrer le courage chez nous encore naissant Et nous rendre à l'ouvrage, plus prompts, plus vigilants. Pour mieux connaître les délices du devoir si cher à nos cœurs Pour gagner des mains de novices les bonnes grâces et les faveurs Du vrai compagnonnage pour connaître à la fois L'astucieux sillage et les augustes lois. Nos pères sur le tour de France chantaient Bacchus, chantaient l'amour Et d'une douce indépendance ils goûtaient le prix chaque jour. Ah si jadis nos pères bénissaient le destin C'est qu'en tout temps, mes frères, ils chantaient ce refrain. Que les larmes de la tristesse ne viennent point troubler nos yeux Livrons nos cœurs à l'allégresse, gaiement faisons tous nos adieux Sur le champ de conduite le rouleur nous attend Le devoir nous invite à partir promptement. Mais avant tout, chers camarades, l'auteur comme nous compagnon Veut qu'on verse quelques rasades en terminant cette chanson Vendôme à nous s'adresse, compagnons chamoiseurs Chantons, chantons sans cesse, comme la clef des cœurs. RADdO : 06390.

WHEN AT DAWN, THE BIRDS SING THE RETURN OF SPRING When at dawn, the birds sing the return of Spring, When zephyrs already court the first blooms When the whole nature offers a new aspect And one can see the calf jump near its mother. Brothers, one must scour the fields when one travels at our age, Our happy hearts are free of sorrow and worries. To know the picture of the tour of France that people make to us, To reach the science that the god of arts promises us, To show the new courage inside us And to make us swifter and more vigilant to work. To better know the delights of the duty so dear to our hearts, To win the good graces and the favors from the novices' hands To know both the clever wake and the noble laws Of the real companionship. Our father, on the tour of France, would sing of Bacchus, would sing of love And they would taste the price of a sweet independence every day. Ah, if in days of yore our fathers would bless fate, It's because anytime, my brothers, they would sing this refrain. May the tears of sorrow not blur our eyes, Let's give up our hearts to joy, let's bid our farewells cheerfully, Duty invites us to leave quickly. But before all, dear comrades, the author, a companion like us, Wants us to pour some glassfuls as we end this song. Vendôme as the Key of the Hearts (1) addresses us, tanners (2) companions, Let's sing, let's sing without stopping.

(1) Reference to Jean-François Piron, aka Vendôme la Clés des Cœurs, a tanner companion and songwriter (1796-1841)
(2) a chamoiseur was a chammy leather tanner

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 03:03 AM

PETIT CAPITAINE (French) Petit capitaine Revenant de guerre Chercher son amie. (bis) Puis il la chercha Puis il la trouva Au fond d'une tour. (bis) "Qu'as-tu donc ma belle Ma charmante belle Qui t'a enfermée ?" (bis) "C'est moi le méchant père !" A crié le père Tout ça pour l'amour. (bis) Coirault : 1425 Brave capitaine RADdO : 01657.

LITTLE/YOUNG CAPTAIN Little/young captain Was back from war To fetch his sweetheart (twice) Then he looked for her, Then he found her At the bottom of a tower. (twice) "What's the matter with you, my pretty, My charming fair lady, Who locked you in?" (twice) "I, the mean father!" The father shouted, For love's sake. (twice>

This song is to be related to this one in which the father is the king who wouldn't give his daughter to a young captain.
Btw here is a pdf with Davenson's "Le Livre des chansons"

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 03:04 AM

ENFANTS, REVELHATZ-VOS (Occitan) Enfants, revelhatz-vos Una bona novèla A Betleèm apèla Los pastres d'alentorn Enfants, revelhatz-vos!

CHILDREN, WAKE UP Children, wake up, A good news In Bethlehem calls The shepherds from around. Children, wake up!

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 03:08 AM

PASTRÉ, DÈ DÈLAY L'AYO (BAYLÈRO LÈRO) (Occitan) "Pastré, dè dèlay l'ayo As gayré dè boun tems Dió, lou baylèro, lèro ? Lèro, lèro, lèro, lèro, baylèro lô ?" "È n'ay pas gayré, e dió, tu, Baylèro, lèro ! Lèro, lèro, lèro, lèro, baylèro lô ?" "Pastré, lou prat fay flour, L'y cal gorda toun troupel." "L'erb'ès pu fino'l prat d'oyci." "Pastré, couçi foray ? En obal y o lou bel riou !" "Espèro-mé, té báu çirca." (Transcription as published in l'Anthologie des chants populaires by Canteloube) Coirault : 4502 Pastourelle de delà l'eau RADdO : 02709.

SHEPHERD, BEYOND THE WATER Shepherd, beyond the water (the river) You're hardly having a good time, Say, baylèro (1), lèro Lèro, lèro, lèro, lèro, baylèro lô ?" "I ain't, and you, say? Baylèro, lèro ! Lèro, lèro, lèro, lèro, baylèrolô?" "Shepherd, the grass/meadow is blooming, Come to watch your flock." "The grass is finer in the meadow here" "Shepherd, how would I cross? Over there is the large stream?" "Wait for me, I'm coming to fetch you."

(1) Baylèro (also spelled bailèra) first referred to the sort of onomatopoeic call that shepherds would utter to keep in contact with one another before it referred to the call-and-answer type of shepherds songs.

alternate translation and alternate transcription

END OF CD 7

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Joe Offer
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 04:20 AM

Thank you very much for this, Monique. It makes the CDs so much more enjoyable.

-Joe-

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Matthew Edwards
Date: 15 Jan 11 - 05:12 AM

Monique, may I echo what Joe has written; your translations have been immeasurably helpful in heightening my appreciation of the songs in this most valuable collection.

Earlier on you asked for some constructive help with your initial translations: "I wish that you guys out there pointed where the previous ones are wrong, weird, awkward, incomprehensible....

I haven't found any fault with your translations so far, but I shall do my best to go through them again, and where I can do so, I may suggest some alternative readings which I'll tell you by PM. Many of the apparent akwardnesses are inherent in the original language, where some very idiomatic expressions are used. Much of the language is so compressed that it would take a whole paragraph to disentangle all of the meanings from a short two or three word phrase.

It is very useful that you should continue to provide basic literal translations, along with your helpful notes and glosses. It has been said elsewhere, and more elegantly than I can express it here, that the heart and soul of a poem is the bit that gets left out when it is translated. The more you, or anybody else, attempt to round off the weird and awkward bits to make them read better in English the more you stray from the original - but you know that already!

I will certainly try to help, when I can do so, and offer some suggestions with your translations from French. I can't help at all with Basque, Breton, Walloon, or Corsican, and Occitan is a struggle for my limited powers too! I wish Malcolm Douglas were still with us as he had a good working knowledge of French at degree level.

I'd love to see some good English language versions of some of these songs; and I'd love to sing a version of Le Roi Renaud or of Skolvan, but I think those are best left to other, separate discussions.

Thanks once again for all you have done so far.

Matthew

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 07:21 AM

CD # 8 Corsica

Link to the Frémeaux's leaflet to this CD.

L'ALCUDINA (Corsican) Principià vogliu à lodare U San Pietru è Veraculongu Po ci hè Nebbiu incù la trova O Fraulettu à fà la prova Funtana di Terminelli U termine da faccia al pianu Di bellezza hè in i confine O da quel (??) circondate Sottu quel toppe di prati O sguìzzanu tanti roscelli Sottu son pesci sarrati È sopra pàscenu l'agnelli

L'ALCUDINA First I want to praise San Petru and Veraculongu Then comes Nebbiu with Also Frauletu that deserves it. The fountain of Terminelli Is on the edge of the plateau. Everywhere in this area, We're surrounded by beauty. Under the meadows openings Spring out so many streams, Where trout are prisoners And above the lambs graze.

The names in the song refer to different places in Corsica,
l'Alcùdina, "The Anvil" Mount, Southern Corsica highest point, San Petru, the Nebbiu villages, Frauletu

It's also a part of a longer song

Alcudina
(Tradiziunale zicavese)

Principià vogliu à lodare
U San Petri è Veraculongu
Po ci hè Nebbiu cù la trova
U Fraulettu à fà la prova.

Funtana di termineddi
U terminu da faccia al Pianu
Teppa Ritta fù chjamata
O da quel terminu vicinu.

Sattu quel toppe di prati
Sguizzanu tanti roscelli
Sottu son pesci sarrati
È sopra pascinu l'agnelli

Li cavalli è li ghjumenti
È li boia cù li vitelli.
O passendu par li Croci
U Cavallari è Pallaiolu

Sentu una sampugna rara
Chì facianu tanti caroli.
L'Alcudina chjama è invita
O di l'altezza nun ci hè la para

Guarda la Corsica unita
O quantu giranu terra è mari
È po guarda à Magior Segnu
È parte assai de la Sardegna.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 07:25 AM

VULERIA CHÌ LA MIO PELLE (Corsican) Vuleria chì la mio pelle Diventassi un coghju forte Per mandalla à la concia Per fanne un paghju di botte Per pudè purtalle tù Lu mio amore fin'à la morte

I WISH MY SKIN I wish my skin Became a strong leather To send it to the tanners And make a pair of boots out of it So that you could wear them, My love, until you die.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 07:27 AM

BRÍNDISI (Corsican) Ch'ellu ti sia cuncessu Tuttu l'oru di la Spagna U granu di la Casinca Cun l'oliu di la Balagna U vinu di U Migliacciaru È d'Orezza la castagna

TOAST May you be granted All the gold from Spain, The wheat from the Casinca, Also the oil from the Balagne The wine from Migliacciaru And the chestnuts from the Orezza

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 07:30 AM

SALUTE AMATI SPOSI (Corsican) Salute amati sposi Onore à Sant'Andria Ma ùn ci sia più ghjelosi Sì la nostra hè Maria Preghenduvi bona sorte Sermanu anu da apre le porte. Sermanu apre le porte Cù la strada di li fiori È vi offre per cumpagnu Lu più bravu di li cori Cullate in casa di Lesiu Voi serete in paradisu

GREETINGS BELOVED SPOUSES Greetings, beloved spouses, Honor to the village of Saint-Andrew But let there be no more jealous ones If our Mary is the bride. Wishing you good luck, Sermanu is going to open its gates to you. The village of Sermanu opens its gates On a flowery road And gives you as a companion The most generous heart. You enter Alexis' household, You'll be in paradise there.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 07:35 AM

NI SENTU UNA VOCI IN PIAZZA (Corsican) "Ni sentu una voci in piazza Mi par Paula Maria Quella chè lu mio figliolu Amava per cumpagnia." "Or lasceti u m'abbraccià Incù poca ghjilusia Ch'era ghjà trè mesi è più Chì vidutu eu ùn l'avia Chì lu vi teniate ascosu Indeh par Paula Maria." "La me Paula Maria Cunfessu lu me piccatu Piuttostu chè dallu à voi Bramava avellu intarratu Ma sè era vivu stamani Saria lu vostru spusatu Or cacciami da st'angoscia Or cacciami da quistu mali È po fà alloch'è à trè anni O cara lu viduvali Ti docu trecentu scudi Cuntati in u me scusali Altrettanti à la me morti Li ti suttuscrivu avali." "Ringraziu i vostri dinari Ringraziu i vostri quattrini Sapeti ch'in la me casa Si misuranu à bacini In casa di lu me babbu Ci fala quattru funtane Una di lu russu vinu L'altra di lu biancu pani Una di l'amor di Diu L'altra di la caritani."

I HEAR A VOICE ON THE SQUARE I hear a voice on the square It seems to be Paula Maria's voice, The one whose company My son loved." "Let me kiss him Without any jealousy, For I hadn't seen him again For more than three months. You kept him hidden From Paula Maria's eyes." "My dear Paula Maria, I confess my sin. Rather than giving him to you, I would prefer to see him buried, But if he were alive this morning, He would be your husband. Take this anxiety from me Take this pain from me And wear for three years My dear, the widows' dress. I'll give you three hundred crowns Counted in my apron As many when I die, I subscribe them to you right now." "I thank you for your money, I thank you for your crowns. You know well that in my family, We count them by the bushels. In my father's house, Four fountains would flow, One of red wine, The other of white bread, One of God's love, The other of charity."

An essay about Mediterranean mothers, anybody?

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 07:38 AM

A MORTE DI FILICONE (Corsican) Impiegà vogliu la musa Per fanne duie canzone Mi ritrovu ind'e poghje È dimoru in l'Arbitrone Ne sò tristu è scunsulatu Chì ghjè mortu Filicone. La morte di Filicone Quantu mi hà datu pena Sò ghjunti li cacciadori Di lu Pricoghju è d'Arena Sonu arrivati da Fiumorbu Di Serra di Scopamena. Quand'elli la senteranu Li cacciadori in Casinca Ch'ellu hè mortu Filicone À u pede d'una lustinca N'hè mortu bellu onoratu Cù l'un cinghjale capu à capu. Cinghjale di trenta chilò U l'avimu pigliatu in bocca N'avimu fattu le parti In lu collu d'Arcarotta Ci si truvava ancu Ghjambattistu Soprannome Cocca Cocca. Ellu trovava pernici è lefre Molti cinghjali è fasgiani È ne partia da Aleria Sinu à Fiume Alisgiani Passava per Padulella Cantone di Moriani. O quale hè chì ferà la guardia Indu la casa à l'Arbitrone La notte cum'è lu ghjornu ? N'era sempre reunione Avà ghjè finitu tuttu Chì ghjè mortu Filicone. Quì finiscu è chjodu il fogliu Tuttu tristu è scunsulatu. M'hà dispacciatu il mio amicu Chì si trova nel Viscuvatu Saria venutu à l'interru S'ellu era statu avisatu.

FILICONE'S DEATH I appeal to my muse To compose some lines. I am in the hills And I live in the Arbitrone(1). I am sad and despaired For Filicone is dead. Filicone's death Hurt me so much. The hunters from Pricoghju and Arena Joined in, They've come from Fiumorbu, From Serra di Scopamena. When the Casinca's hunters Are told That Filicone died At the foot of a mastic tree, He died in the greatest honor Facing a wild boar. We removed from his mouth A sixty-six pound wild boar. We shared it At the Arcarotta pass. Jean-Baptise, nicknamed Cocca Cocca Was with us. He would find partridges and hares Wild boars and pheasants. He would start from Aleria And go as far as the Alisgiani. He would cross Padulella In Moriani district. Who will keep watch In the house of the Albitrone, By night and by day? There were always gatherings Today, all of this is over For Filicone is dead. Now I am done and finish my verses I'm very sad and despaired. My friend who lives in Viscuvatu Sent me a telegram, He'd had come to the burial If he'd been told.

(1) L'Albitrone, river Albitrone valley, North of Ajaccio.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 07:41 AM

SUDA SANGUE IL REDENTORE (Corsican) Suda sangue il Redentore, E non piangi o peccatore Miserere nostri, Domine Miserere nostri Sacre piaghe del mio Dio Siate impresse nel cuor mio Miserere… Piangi, piangi, o peccatore La Passione del tuo Signore Miserere…

THE REDEEMER IS SWEATING BLOOD The Redeemer is sweating blood, And you, sinner, don't weep. Have mercy on us, Lord, Have mercy on us. My God's holy wounds, Be printed in my heart. Have mercy… Weep, weep, you sinner, Your Lord's Passion. Have mercy…

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 07:44 AM

PERDONO, MIO DIO (Corsican) Perdono, mio Dio Mio Dio, perdono Perdono, mio Dio Perdono e pietà. Pur troppo vi offesi Confesso, o Signore Con sommo rossore La mia iniquità. Io son quell'ingrato Che voi Redentore Scacciai dal mio core Con tanta impietà. Perdono, mio Dio Mio Dio, perdono Perdono, mio Dio Perdono e pietà.

PARDON, MY GOD Pardon, my God My God, pardon Pardon, my God Pardon and mercy. I offended against you, alas. I confess, o Lord, In greatest shame, My iniquity. I am this ungrateful man Who drove you, the Redeemer, From his heart With so much impiety. Pardon, my God My God, pardon Pardon, my God Pardon and mercy.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 07:46 AM

CREDO IN UNUM DEUM (Latin) Credo in unum Deum, Patrem omnipotentem, factorem caeli et terrae, visibilium omnium et invisibilium. Et in unum Dominum Jesum Christum, Filium Dei unigenitum Et ex Patre natum ante omnia saecula. Deum de Deo, Lumen de Lumine, Deum verum de Deo vero. Genitum, non factum, consubstantialem Patri per quem omnia facta sunt. Qui propter nos homines, et propter nostram salutem, descendit de caelis. Et incarnatus est de Spiritu Sancto ex Maria Virgine, et homo factus est.

I BELIEVE IN ONE GOD I believe in one God, The Father almighty Maker of heaven and earth, Of all things visible and invisible And in one Lord Jesus Christ, The only-begotten Son of God, Begotten of the Father before all worlds God of God, Light of Light, True God of true God, Begotten, not made, being of one substance with the Father; By whom all things came into being. Who for us men, and for Our salvation, came down from heaven And was incarnate by the Holy Ghost Of the Virgin Mary, and was made man.

Don't you guys think that I've suddenly become soooooooooo good at English, I just copied and pasted it from The Nicene Creed

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 07:49 AM

PADRE ("Corsicanized" Toscan) Padre la presi per la mano e stretta E poi la volevo condurre a quel desio Faccendo questo e què a la mio diletta Padre io son venuta a confessarmi Ditemi se voi siete maritata o figlia Padre vedova son senza famiglia Assolvetemi voi padre pietosu Che Dio mi assolverà se a me portate A parlar con la brava mi son ascosu.

FATHER Father, I took her by her hand, tight, And I wanted to lead her to this extreme desire, Doing this and that to my beloved. Father, I've come to confession. Tell me if you're married or single. Father, I'm a widow without a family. Give me the absolution, merciful father, For God will forgive me if you take me To talk to her on the sly.

The first verse is missing, I'll add it as soon as I get it!

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 07:53 AM

Election time song.

INDUVE HÈ PIGLIATU ROMANI (Corsican) Induve hè pigliatu Romani Chì in più docu lun si vede Hè nantu à lu catafalcu Tuttu accintu di candele È lu sgiò Paul Renucci Li canta lu Miserere. Li canta lu Miserere Cù lu santu De profundis Lu partitu di Renucci Criscimu cum'è li funghi Chì lu nostru cuncurrente In Peru più nun ci ghjunghji. Quandu simu ghjunti in Peru Ne sunava la ciccona Pare ch'ellu fussi ghjuntu Napuleone in persona Lu nome di lu sgiò Paul Quantu in cantone risona.

WHERE CAN ROMANI BE? Where can Romani be, For he's nowhere to be seen. He's lying down on the bier, Surrounded by candles, And mister Paul Renucci Sings the Miserere for him. He sings him the Miserere Also the holy De profundis. The Renucci's party, (we) grow as mushrooms So that our challenger Doesn't ever set a foot in Peru again. When we arrived in Peru, The bells were ringing, It seemed Napoleon himself Was coming. Mister Paul's name Resounds very loudly in the district

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 07:57 AM

OLA ,OLA, LI BON BOI (Corsican) Ola, ola, li bon boi Quelli chì la sanu fà. Prima ci aiutanu à pone È po dopu à tribbià. S'elli avianu le so mani Ci aiutavanu à macinà È po fenduli li so ambasti Ci aiutarebbenu à trascinà Per purtà lu granu in casa Ch'hè quellu chì ci hà da fà manghjà.

COME ON, COME ON, GOOD OXEN Come on, come on, good oxen, You who are so smart. They help you first to saw, Then to thresh. If they had hands, They'd help us to grind And if we put them a pack-saddle, They would help us to carry To bring the grain home For it's what will feed us.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 08:00 AM

NE VOGLIU FÀ L'APERTURA (Corsican) Roccu Mambrini : Ne vogliu fà l'apertura Cù la mio musa benigna Sottu à un celu nivulosu Induve pocu stella ne scrigna È mandà lu mio salutu À questu paese Pigna. […] È po fendu lu mio giru È po fendu la mio ronda Felicità vogliu ancora Ancu à Tonì Casalonga Aghjustu à la mio puesia I fratelli Acquaviva. Tutti què sò l'istigatori O di questa seratina D'avè riunitu in Pigna I poeti di la confina Chì durmianu inde l'ombra D'una grotta tantu divina. Hè per quella ch'io mi rigiru Cum'è i preti à l'altare Per mandà la benvinuta À tutti questi poeti Chì sta sera esposeranu Tutt'ognunu i so mireti. O trà ch'è no ci truvemu À mezu à parenti è à amici È siguru l'averanu O li so cori felici Vogliu passà a parolla À un certu Carlu Parigi. […] Carlu Parigi : Vistu aghju contru à stu lume Chì girava una farfalla. E'aghju portu a sedia Ellu saperà chì hè calda. Per finì a pueasia Quessa ùn vene da Bastia.

I WANT TO DO THE OVERTURE Roccu Mambrini : I want to do the overture With my benevolent muse Under a cloudy sky Where few stars smile, And to send my greetings To this village of Pigna […] Then as I make my tour, As I make my round, I also want to congratulate Toni Casalonga. I add to my poem The Acquaviva brothers. All these persons Initiated this evening performance. They gathered in Pigna The poets of the area Who were sleeping in the shadow Of a very divine cave. It is why I turn around Like the priests on the altar To welcome All these poets Who, this evening, will show Their talents successively. Since we are Among relatives and friends And that they surely have A cheerful heart, I want to hand over To one Carlu Parigi […] Carlu Parigi : I saw that around this light A butterfly was flying. I brought it a chair. It will notice because it (the chair) is hot . To finish the poem, It (the chair) doesn't come from Bastia.

I sometimes find genders in languages to be very useful!

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 08:03 AM

This one still has a copyright

O LA RICCHEZZA DI LA SO MAMMUCCIA (Corsican) O la ricchezza di la so mammuccia U me figliolu tisoru di mè A ninninanna digià t'abbiuccia Chjodi i to ochji chì veghju per tè. In celu luce tamanta una stella U rusignolu hà cantatu dighjà A luna hè tonda pare una bastella L'anghjuli in celu a si volenu manghjà. In li castagni ci sò tanti nidi È l'acellucci sò tutti à dormì A lucciulella fighjula è po ridi È la so mamma hè cuntenta cusì. Sottu la scala i piulelli sò fitti Ùn ne finiscenu più di piulà Ma s'elli ùn volenu micca stà zitti A nostra cioccia li s'hà da lacà. In un castellu eu socu una fata Hè tantu bella è ti vol tantu bè. Tanta ricchezza è tanta rinnumata L'aghju dighjà cummandata per tè. Più tardi quand'è tù serai maiore Una regina ti vurrà spusà U me geraniu di centu culori U me figliolu, bijou di Mammà !

YOU, THE WEALTH OF YOUR LITTLE MOMMY You, wealth of your little mommy, My son, treasure of mine, This lullaby lulls you to sleep. Close your eyes for I keep watch upon you. In the sky a huge star is shining, The nightingale already sang, The moon is round and looks like a pie (1) The angels in the sky would want to eat it. In the chestnut trees, there are so many nests And all the birdies are asleep, The firefly looks and smiles, Their mommy is happy like this/this way. Under the stairs, the chicks are squeezed They don't stop tweeting, But if they don't want to hush, Our mother hen is going to leave them. I know a fairy in a castle, She's so beautiful and loves you so. I ordered her great wealth And great fame for you. Later, when you're older A queen will want to marry you, My hundred colored geranium, My son, your mommy's jewel.

(1) A "bastella" (video) is a pie made with two layers of pastry (with regular pie crust or with puff pastry) filled with a mixture of onions and herbs

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 08:07 AM

GHJÙNSIMU IND'È VINCINSINA (Corsican) Ghjùnsimu ind'è Vincinsina È quallà fècimu cena Ne ghjunse quattru giandarmi Mi strìnsenu le catene. Cullendu pè tribunale N'era bellu circundatu Da li signori calvesi N'era bellu accumpagnatu. "Cundannàtelumi forte Sintite lu tistimone." La sintenza hè digià fatta Quattr'anni n'aghju pigliatu. O lu mio Petru Ghjuvanni Nun ere ancu trapassatu Per avè vintiquattr'anni. Ma s'o fussi un acellinu Sparge l'ale è poi vulare Un paese di Ghjunsani Lu vulia fracillane. O lu mio figliolu N'ai fattu lu to statu Nun era calchì cuntessa Ch'ella ùn fussi al to paru.

WE ARRIVED AT VINCINSINA'S We arrived at Vincinsina's And we had dinner/supper there (1) Four gendarmes came in They chained me up. On the way to the court, I was nicely surrounded By gentlemen from Calvi, I was well accompanied. "Sentence him heavily, Hear the witness." The sentence is already pronounced, I got four years. My dear Petru Ghjuvanni, You weren't very old yet, Being twenty-four. But if I were a little bird, And I could spread my wings and fly, I would have liked to squash A village of the Ghjunsani (2) My poor child You made your own fate, She was no countess Who wouldn't have been your equal.

(1) "Cena" is the evening meal, whatever your local name for it may be
(2) Ghjunsani, a high vale.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 08:11 AM

NUN TI SCURDÀ DI MÈ BEN'CHÈ LUNTANU (Corsican) Nun ti scurdà di mè ben'chè luntanu, Appia cumpassione d'un infelice Ch'eo vogu pienghjendu da li colli al pianu. Chì à parlacci, a bocca più nun lice Per spiegarti tutti i mei dolori ; Legge il foglio dolente quel chè dice : " 'nduve si 'nduve stai 'nduve domori ? Idulu del mio core, nice si bella, A tante pene perchè nun succorri ? Son'sicuru che tù 'n serai più quella ; Avrai forse cambiatu di novu amore A la fonte d'amore Diana Stella."

DON'T FORGET ME Don't forget me, even from afar, Have mercy of a poor man Who cries wandering hither and thither (lit. "from the hills to the plain"). Since my mouth can't speak To describe (explain) all my pains to you, Read the painful/sad letter, the one that says, "Where are you, where do you live, where do you dwell? Idol of my heart, my beautiful beloved, Why don't you relieve so much pain? I am sure that you are not the way you were; You may have changed your love At the love spring, Diana Stella.(1)

(1) the French translation says "I'm sure you have changed/ and that you came back /to the spring of your love", the Corsican says (word by word) "I am sure that you will no more be that one / you will maybe have changed of new (= again) of love / at the spring of love, Diana Stella"

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 17 Jan 11 - 08:15 AM

Corsican anthem –I apologize to all the Corsicans for my poor translation but it's supposed to be a literal translation, not a good looking/sounding one.

DIO VI SALVI REGINA (Corsican) Dio vi salvi Regina E Madre Universale Per cui favor si sale Al Paradiso. Voi siete gioia e riso Di tutti i sconsolati, Di tutti i tribolati, Unica speme. A voi sospira e geme Il nostro afflitto cuore, In un mar di dolore E d'amarezza. Maria, mar di dolcezza, I vostri occhi pietosi, Materni ed amorosi, A noi volgete. Noi miseri accogliete Nel vostro santo Velo Il vostro Figlio in Cielo A noi mostrate. Gradite ed ascoltate, O Vergine Maria, Dolce, clemente e pia, Gli affetti nostri. Voi dei nemici nostri A noi date vittoria ; E poi l'Eterna gloria In Paradiso.

MAY GOD SAVE YOU, QUEEN May God save you, Queen And universal Mother By whose favor one goes up To Heaven. You are joy and laughter For all the sorrowed ones, For all the tormented ones, The only hope. Towards you our afflicted hearts Sigh and moan In a sea of pain And bitterness. Mary, sea of gentleness, Turn your pious, motherly, Loving eyes Towards us. Welcome us, the miserable ones, In your holy Veil. Show us Your son in Heaven. Welcome and listen O, gentle, clement and pious Virgin Mary, Our marks of love. Give us victory Upon our enemies, Then Eternal glory In Paradise.

END OF CD 8

I enjoyed doing those and I'm glad I took a few Italian classes some 30 odd years ago!

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 20 Jan 11 - 05:34 PM

CD 9 OVERSEAS FRANCE

Link to the Frémeaux' s leaflet to this CD.


MASCAREIGNES (La Réunion, Rodrigues, Maurice)

VALÉ VALÉ PRÉTEZ-MOI VOS FUSILS (Reunionese Creole) Valé valé prétez-moi vos fusils Voilà l'oiseau prêt à voler Valé valé prétez-moi vos fusils Voilà l'oiseau prêt à voler Valé valé prétez-moi vos fusils Voilà l'oiseau prêt à voler Si nous avez gagné l'oiseau Suffisamment pour mon voyage Et pour mon arrivée Si nous avez gagné l'oiseau Suffi d'argent pour mon voyage Et pour mon arrivée Trois plats à table ec un pizon blanc Suffisamment pour mon dîner Trois plats à table ec un pizon blanc Suffisamment pour mon dîner Mais pas si tôt la belle perçoit Sapo z'en main pour me saluer Mais pas si tôt la belle perçoit Sapo z'en main pour me saluer (Quand) Nous l'a 'tendu le roi dans nou bois La reine l'a rivé Nous l'a 'tendu le roi dans nou bois La reine l'a rivé (bis) (Oui) Le vin qui brûle oui l'est dans mon verre Bon dieu l'a dit mon z'enfant boit pas (bis) Bon dieu l'a dit mon z'enfant boit pas (six fois) Le vin qui brule oui l'est dans mon verre Bon dieu l'a dit mon z'enfant boit pas (bis) Bon dieu l'a dit mon z'enfant boit pas (quatre fois) Dégaz a nou manman Dégaz a nou Dégaz a nou calicot l'a rivé (quatre fois) (Quand) Nous l'a 'tendu le roi dans nou bois La reine l'a rivé Nous l'a 'tendu le roi dans nou bois La reine l'a rivé (bis) (Oui) Le vin qui brûle oui l'est dans mon verre Bon dieu l'a dit mon z'enfant boit pas (bis) Bon dieu l'a dit mon z'enfant boit pas (quatre fois) Le vin qui brule oui l'est dans mon verre Bon dieu l'a dit mon z'enfant boit pas (bis) Dégaz a nou manman Dégaz a nou Dégaz a nou calicot l'a rivé (quatre fois) Dégaz a nou calicot l'a rivé (Ad lib) Frenchified graphy transcription. RADdO : 06397.

BROTHER-IN-LAW, BROTHER-IN-LAW, LEND ME YOUR FLINTLOCKS Brother-in-law (1), brother-in-law, lend me your flintlocks, Here is the bird ready to take its flight, Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, lend me your flintlocks, Here is the bird ready to take its flight Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, lend me your flintlocks, Here is the bird ready to take its flight. If you have killed the bird, It's enough for my travel And for my stay. If you have killed the bird, It's enough money for my travel And my stay. Three dishes on the table/for a meal with a white pigeon, It's enough for my dinner. Three dishes on the table/for a meal with a white pigeon, It's enough for my dinner. As soon as the fair lady catches sight of me, With her hat in her hand, she greets me As soon as the fair lady catches sight of me, With her hat in her hand, she greets me. When we heard the king in our woods, (2) The queen arrived. When we heard the king in our woods, The queen arrived. (twice) The wine that burns (my mouth and throat!) is in my glass God (lit. the good God) said, "My child, don't drink (twice) God said "My child, don't drink. (six times) The wine that burns (my mouth and throat!) is in my glass God (lit. the good God) said, "My child, don't drink (twice) God said "My child, don't drink. (four times) Let's leave quickly, mommy, Let's leave quickly, Let's leave quickly, the train has arrived. (four times) When we heard the king in our woods, (2) The queen arrived. When we heard the king in our woods, The queen arrived. (twice) The wine that burns (my mouth and throat!) is in my glass God (lit. the good God) said, "My child, don't drink (twice) God said "My child, don't drink. (four times) The wine that burns (my mouth and throat!) is in my glass God (lit. the good God) said, "My child, don't drink (twice) Let's leave quickly, mommy, Let's leave quickly, Let's leave quickly, the train has arrived. (four times) Let's leave quickly, the train has arrived. (Ad lib)

(1) -According to this document the word "valé" doesn't refer to the French word "valet" (male servant) but to the Malagasy "valilahy" meaning "brother-in-law")
(2) According to the same document, maroon slaves of Malagasy origin would reproduce some structures of their original society such as making woods sacred, their chiefs they had chosen being then kings and queens.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 20 Jan 11 - 05:36 PM

O NAMSIDO SI LA BI LA BWAR (Reunionese Creole) O Namsido si la bi la bwar Namsido la bi la bwar Namsido o si la bi la bwar Namsido piti pé pou mwin Namsido donn ma gouté Namsido non la pi bon pou twé Namsido a ma gouté Namsido a si la bi la bwar Namsido (hum) si la bi la bwar Namsido si la bi la bwar Namsido o si la pi nana Namsido (hum) si la pi nana Namsido si la pi nana Namsido donn ma gouté Namsido la pi bon pou twé Namsido a si la bi la bwar Namsido (hum) si na pi nana Namsido (hum) si na pi nana Namsido a donn ma gouté Namsido a la pa bon pou twé Namsido a tousa la lontan Namsido a mwin la pi ton tan Namsido a donn ma gouté Namsido o si la bi la bwar Namsido a si la pi nana Namsido (hum) si na pi nana Namsido (hum) si na pi na bwar Namsido donn ma gouté Namsido a la pa bon pou twé Namsido a tousala lontan Namsido a la fini ton temps Namsido (hum) si la bi la bwar Namsido (hum) si la bi la bwar Namsido a si la pi nana Namsido a si nana la pwin Namsido a si la pi nana Namsido (hum) donn ma gouté Namsido a donn ma gouté Namsido a la pa bon pou twé Mansido a mé la pi ton tan Namsido a tousala lontan Namsido a la pa bon pou twé Namsido a la pi bon pou twé Namsido a si la pi nana Namsido (hum) si nana na pwin Namsido (hum) si nana na bwar Namsido (hum) si nana na bwar Namsido (hum) si na pi na bwar Namsido Transcription in KWZ graphy

NAMSIDO HE DRANK AND WE WILL DRINK Namsido he drank and we will Namsido he drank, we will Namsido, oh, he drank, we will Namsido a little for me Namsido give (me some) so I can taste/try it Namsido, no, it's no more good for you Namsido I'm going to taste/try it. Namsido he drank, we will Namsido he drank, we will Namsido he drank, we will Namsido when there's none left, there's still some Namsido when there's none left, there's still some Namsido when there's none left, there's still some Namsido give (me some) so I can taste/try it Namsido, no, it's no more good for you Namsido I'm going to taste/try it. Namsido when there's none left, there's still some Namsido when there's none left, there's still some Namsido give (me some) so I can taste/try it Namsido, no, it's not good for you Namsido those are things from the past Namsido I'm no more your age Namsido give (me some) so I can taste/try it Namsido he drank, we will Namsido when there's none left, there's still some Namsido when there's none left, there's still some Namsido if there's no more left, we'll drink Namsido give (me some) so I can taste/try it Namsido, no, it's not good for you Namsido those are things from the past Namsido your time is over Namsido he drank, we will Namsido he drank, we will Namsido when there's none left, there's still some Namsido when there's none left, there's no more left Namsido when there's none left, there's still some Namsido give (me some) so I can taste/try it Namsido give (me some) so I can taste/try it Namsido it's not good for you Namsido I'm no more your age Namsido those are things from the past Namsido it's not good for you Namsido it's not good for you Namsido when there's none left, there's no more left Namsido when there's none left, there's still some Namsido if there's some, we will drink Namsido if there's some, we will drink Namsido if there's no more left, we will drink Namsido

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 20 Jan 11 - 05:39 PM

KI POMM' D'AMOUR ? (Rodrigues Creole) Nursery Rhyme Ki pomm' d'amour? Pomm' d'amour rouz Ki rouz ? Rouz di san Ki di san ? Di san kayé Ki kayé ? Kayé devwar Ki devwar ? Devwar anglé Ki anglé ? Anglé kotis Ki kotis ? Kotis zasar Ki zasar ? Zasar mang Ki mang ? Mang la corde Ki la corde ? La corde coco Ki coco ? Coco manzé Ki manzé ? Manzé coson Ki coson ? Coson dan park Ki park ? Park di bwa Ki bwa ? Di bwa kolofon Si mo kass sa Sink cou d' baton Si mo kass sa Sink cou d' baton Si mo kass sa Sink cou d' baton RADdO : 06391

WHICH CANDY/TOFFEE APPLE? Which candy apple?(1) The red candy apple. Which red? The blood red. Which blood? The coagulated blood. Which note book? The homework notebook. Which homework? English homework. Which English? The English schottische. Which subscription? The achars subscription. Which achars? The mango achars. Which mangoes? The stringy mangoes. Which string? The coco string. Which coco? The edible coco? Which food? Pigs food. Which pigs? Pigs in the park? Which park? The wooden park. Which wood? The kolofon (2) wood If I break it, Five stick blows, If I break it, Five stick blows, If I break it, Five stick blows.

(1) Candy apples are called in Creole and French "pommes d'amour" (love apples). Btw, cotton candy is "barbe à papa" (daddy's beard)
2) I have no idea of what can "kolofon" wood may be unless it's some variety of pine from which they get "colophane" (rosin, Greek pitch)- Cf. below.

This is the sort of untranslatable rhyme because it's based on how words sound and each line starts by the end of the previous line in the same way you have in English Miss Susie. The structure of Romance languages –and these creoles are French based- allows this sort of chain of words because epithet adjectives can (or must, it depends) be placed after the noun and because they use noun1 + preposition + noun2, while it's done differently in English from a grammatical point of view. Here is the French widest spread rhyme based on this chain of words.
The Spanish equivalent is "Se murió Lola" (Version 1 Se murió Lola, de Lola lo lamento, de mento mentosal, de sal salamar, de mar maletín, de tin tiburón, de ron ron con cu, de cu cubo de agua, de agua aguarráz, de raz rabo de mono, de mono monopolio, de polio policia y de cia se acabó –
Version 2 Se murió Lola, que Lola? lolamento, que mento? Mentosanto, que santo? santo ma, que ma? mata e coco, que coco? coco de agua, que agua? agua rá, que ra? rabo e mono, que mono? monopolio, que polio? policia, que cía? siacabó, que bó? bocachica, que chica? chicago, que cago?)

I found a slightly different one online

ki passer la
marchand dilait
ki dilait
dilait cailler
ki cailler
cahier devoir
ki devoir
devoir anglais
ki anglais
anglais potiche
ki potiche
potiche zassar
ki zassar
zassar mangue
ki mangue
mangue lacorde
ki lacorde
lacorde coco
ki coco
coco manze
ki manze
manze cochon
ki cochon
cochon dan parc
ki parc
parc di bois
ki dibois
dibois collophane
si mo trape li si mo gagne li
si mo gagne li
100 coups baton lor se nenez

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 20 Jan 11 - 05:42 PM

VIRÉ, BONSWAR MADAM, VIRÉ BONSWAR MÉSIÉ (Rodrigues Creole) Viré, bonswar madam, viré bonswar mésié Ala tourné fer mo lé kèr fer mal Viré bonswar mésié, madam, madémoisel Ala tourné fer mo lé kèr kontan Viré bonswar madam, viré bonswar mésié Ala tourné fer mo lé kèr kontan Viré bonswar mésié, madam, madémoisel Ala tourné fer mo lé kèr fer mal (… vers repris ad lib.) RADdO : 06392.

TURN AROUND, GOOD EVENING MADAM, TURN AROUND, GOOD EVENING SIR Turn around, good evening madam, turn around, good evening sir Here you go, turn around, you make me sad, (lit. you hurt my heart) Turn around, good evening sir, madam, miss, Here you go, turn around, you make me happy. Turn around, good evening madam, turn around, good evening sir Here you go, turn around, you make me happy, Turn around, good evening sir, madam, miss, Here you go, turn around, you make me sad (…line sung ad libidum)

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 20 Jan 11 - 05:45 PM

COMPAGNONS DE LA MARJOLAINE (French) - Nursery Rhyme "Qui est-ce qui passe ici mesdames, Compagnons de la Marjolaine ? Qui est-ce qui passe dans ce château ?" "C'est la fille du roi !" "On ne peut pas la voir !" "Les murs sont très hauts !" "Elle a une fille que j'ai trouvée." "Ohé ohé ohé ohé." Coirault: 7804 Qu'est-ce qui passe ici si tard. Chevalier du guet. Laforte, III, H-10 Qu'est-ce qui passe ici si tard RADdO : 01175.

FELLOWS OF THE MARJORAM "Who is passing by, ladies, Fellows of the Marjoram? Who is passing in this castle? "It's the king's daughter" "We cannot see her !" "The walls are too high !" "She has a girl I've found" "Ohé ohé ohé ohé."

This rhyme is based on the song "Compagnons de la Marjolaine" aka "Le chevalier du guet", the "ohé, ohé" thing reminds me of "Il était un petit navire".
Looking for information on who those "compagnons de la marjolaine" were I came across a couple of websites, one explaining that marjoram would be used in love songs as was rose or lily of the valley, the other explaining that young men going on a spree would put some sprigs of marjoram sticking out from the top of their boots hence forming an informal "Fellowship of the Marjoram", both saying that they were charmers.
I've just found in "Trésors des plus belles mélodies de tous les temps et de tous les pays", Delfolie, Edidtions Edsco, Chambéry, 1947" that in the 15th century people wouldn't say "to serenade someone" but "to wake up the pots of the marjoram" and that the Brotherhood of the Marjoram (Confrérie de la Marjolaine) was the guild of the perfumers. It was a very powerful brotherhood/fellowship/guild or whatever you call it because the king's court and the city -good society I suppose- made a very intense use of perfumes. The song goes back to circa 1650.
According to Du Mersan (Chants et chansons populaires de France, t. 2) it was "the meeting of young men and girls who go to dance on meadow where the marjoram blooms".
To sum it up, it seems that they were jolly good fellows!

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 20 Jan 11 - 05:48 PM

FRENCH GUIANA

IYAA IYAA A A A (Wayãpi) Iyaa iyaa a a a Osõsõsõsõngatu alalaloway olopolay lemè a'e la'ela.

HOW PRETTY IS… How pretty is The rustle of the macaw feathers while we dance.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 20 Jan 11 - 05:50 PM

MANMAN MO GEN ÈNMI (Guyanese Creole) Manman mo gen ènmi-o san mo pa konnèt yé Mo ganyen ènmi laro Mo ganyen ènmi anba Manman mo gen ènmi-o san mo pa konnèt yé Pli bon di mo zami Sa yé fè yé ka trayi-mo Mo ganyen ènmi divan Mo ganyen ènmi dèyè Manman mo gen ènmi-o san mo pa konnèt yé Enmi ka késyoné-mo Pou yé konnèt mo sigré Mo ganyen ènmi agoch Mo ganyen ènmi adrèt RADdO : 06393.

MOMMY I HAVE ENEMIES Mommy, I have enemies without knowing them, I have enemies up there, I have enemies down there, Mommy, I have enemies without knowing them. My best friends, What did they do? They betrayed me. I have enemies at the front, I have enemies at the back Mommy, I have enemies without knowing them. My enemies ask me questions To know my secrets. I have enemies on the left, I have enemies on the right.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 20 Jan 11 - 05:53 PM

MARTINIQUE

MARIWÒZ-O ! (Martiniquese Creole) Mariwòz-o ! Leve Chimiz ! Mwen mande-ou leve dwè-ou, Mwen mande-ou leve dwè-ou, Mwen mande-ou di nouvèl-ou, Mwen mande-ou kouman ou ye. Vini wè yo an lawi-a, Vini wè yo kouman yo ye. Pa kwiye-mwen Papiyonvèl, Papiyonvèl se pa non-mwen. M'a wete vye fanm ankò ! (etc.) RADdO : 06394

MARY-ROSE O Mary-Rose ô ! Get out of bed! (lit. Take your shirt up)! I ask you to get up, I ask you to get up, I ask you some news, I ask you how you are. Come and see them in the street, Come to see how they are (1) Don't call me Papiyonvèl, Papiyonvèl is not my name. I don't live with an old woman any more! (etc.)

(1) "how they are" as when you ask "how are you?"

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 20 Jan 11 - 05:55 PM

GUADELOUPE

NOTRE ARMATEUR NOUS CHERCHE (French) - Forebiter Notre armateur nous cherche Partout dans les auberges Sans pouvoir nous trouver. (bis) À la dernière auberge Notre armateur nous trouve Enfants il faut partir ! (bis) Notre grande ancre est à pic Tous nos huniers sont en veille Tout prêt à déraper. (bis) Mais c'est notre gouvernail Qu'a pris un tour de câble Enfants, faut réparer ! (bis) Nous sommes à trois corsaires Tous trois plein vent arrière Sans pouvoir nous quitter. (bis) À la Petite Dorade Qui marche comme un orage La nuit nous a laissés. (bis) À la rivière des Pères C'est là que tous nos confrères Ont fait leur destinée. (bis) RADdO : 06395

OUR SHIP-OWNER IS LOOKING FOR US Our ship-owner is looking for us Everywhere in the hostels/taverns (1) Without being able to find us (twice) In our last hostel/tavern Our ship-owner finds us, Guys (lit. children), we must leave! (twice). Our big anchor is right below, All our topsails are on standby, Everything is ready to drag. (twice) But it's our rudder That has gone loose. (2) Guys, we must mend it. (twice) We are tree privateers, All three full tailwind Without being able to leave each other (twice). At the Petite Dorade That works like a storm (3) Night left us. (twice) At the Pères river, Is where all our colleagues Made their fates. (twice)

(1) From the context I'd say that it means tavern but it could be either.
(2) I never was a sailor, so "a pris un tour de câble" that translates literally as "got a round of cable" has no much meaning to me but I suppose it means that the rudder went loose and that it needed an additional round of cable to work properly.
(3) I take the Petite Dorade (the Little Gilt-Head) to be some tavern and "that works like a storm" to mean "that goes at great guns" because the usual expression is "marcher du tonnerre" (word for word: to work to the thunder) or "marcher du feu de Dieu": to work to God's fire). Unless it'd mean that it's very noisy…

Looking for some other version or source, I came across this excerpt. You'll find a slightly different version of the first verse on page 12 –there's only the 1st verse.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 20 Jan 11 - 06:00 PM

QUAND DIEU NAQUIT À NOËL (French) - Carol Quand Dieu naquit à Noël Dans la Palestine On vit ce jour solennel Une joie divine. Il n'était ni petit, ni grand Qui n'apportait son présent Et no, no, no, no Et n'offrit frit, frit Et no no et n'offrit Et n'offrit sans cesse Toute sa richesse. (bis) L'un apportant un agneau Avec un grand zèle L'autre un peu de lait nouveau Au fond d'une écuelle Et sous ses pauvres habits Chacun un peu de pain bis Pour la, la, la, la Pour la sain, sain, sain Pour la, la pour la sain Pour la sainte Vierge Et Joseph concierge. (bis) Ce bon père putatif De Jésus mon maître Que le pasteur plus chétif Désirant connaître D'un air obligeant et doux Recevant le don de tous Sans cé cé cé cé Sans ré ré ré ré Sans cé cé, sans ré ré Sans cérémonie Pour le fruit de vie. (bis) RADdO : 05446.

WHEN GOD WAS BORN ON CHRISTMAS DAY When God was born on Christmas day In Palestine, They saw on this solemn day A divine joy. There was no child, no grown-up Who did not bring their present And di-, di- di- And didn't bestow, tow, tow, And di-di and didn't bestow And didn't bestow without stopping (1) All their wealth. (twice) One bringing a lamb With great zeal, Another a little milk freshly milked At the bottom of a bowl And under their poor clothes, Every one a little brown bread. For the, the, the, the, For the ho, ho, ho, For the, the, for the ho, For the holy Virgin And Joseph the porter. (twice) This good putative father Of Jesus, my master, Whom the puniest shepherd Wanted to know With a grateful and sweet look, Received the donation of all. Without ce- ce- ce- ce- Without re- -re– re –re- Without ce- ce-, without re- re- Without ceremony For the fruit of life. (2) (twice)

(1) The grammatical structure of French and English being so different, it's difficult to put it the same way. Here the verb in the negative is split in two "n'offrit" but you can't have "no bes – towed" in English. This is valid for the two other verses built the same way.
(2) Though being literal, the translation of the two last verses makes grammatically more sense than the original.

You probably know a more or less similar tune as Jamaica (some info) but I know it as the tune to the cordelles dance (article about this dance -in Fr. only)

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 20 Jan 11 - 06:03 PM

SOULAJÉ ! SOULAJÉ DO A KATALINA (Guadeloupean Creole) Soulajé ! soulajé do a Katalina Woy ! Dédé yé Elwaz kongné tanbou-la ban-mwen Soulajé ! soulajé do a Katalina Si an té rich an or é an arjan An té ké poté bonbon pou lé répondé Soulajé ! soulajé do a Katalina Si au kay monté wi dan mat kokagn Alé volé lajan a po ti-Rèla Soulajé ! soulajé do a Katalina Woy ! Alino mésyé pa menné-nou alé Soulajé ! soulajé do a Katalina An ka chonjé lendi 14 jiye tousa I abo mo a manman-mwen Soulajé ! soulajé do a Katalina Soulajé do a Katalina Lé malaba pa menné mwen alé ! RADdO : 06396.

RELIEVE ! RELIEVE CATALINA'S BACK Relieve! Relieve Catalina's back. You! Dédé et Eloi (1), play the drum (lit. Hit on the drum) Relieve! Relieve Catalina's back. If I were rich with gold and silver, I'd have brought candies for the responders/answerers (2). Relieve! Relieve Catalina's back. If you climb the mast, Go and steal the money from poor little Réla Relieve! Relieve Catalina's back. Oh ! Alinor, don't take me away, Relieve! Relieve Catalina's back. I remember Monday 14th of July, All those who where present when my mother died Relieve! Relieve Catalina's back. Relieve Catalina's back. Muscle men, don't take me away !

(1) Dédé: pet name for André (Andrew), Eloi = Eligius
(2) I suppose they're the ones who answer in a call-and-answer type of song. I don't know what you call them -the guys I mean. In everyday life a "répondeur" is an answering machine.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 20 Jan 11 - 06:06 PM

SAINT BARTHELEMY

PAR UN SAMEDI Z'AU SOIR M'EN ALLANT VOIR LA BELLE (French) Par un samedi z'au soir m'en allant voir la belle (bis) M'en allant voir la belle par amitié. (bis) "Oh si tu viens me voir par amitié (bis) Je me rendrai rose dans un rosier De moi tu n'auras pas nullement d'agrément." "Oh si tu te rends rose dans un rosier (bis) Je me rendrai arrosoir pour t'arroser J'arroserai, la belle, par amitié." "Oh si tu te rends arrosoir pour m'arroser (bis) Je me rendrai carpe dans une étang De moi tu n'auras pas nullement d'agrément." "Oh si tu te rends carpe dans une étang (bis) Je me rendrai pêcheur pour te pêcher Je pêcherai la belle par amitié." "Oh si tu te rends pêcheur pour me pêcher (bis) Je me rendrai étoile au firmament De moi tu n'auras pas nullement d'agrément." "Si tu te rends étoile au firmament (bis) Je me rendrai nuage pour te couvrir Je couvrirai, la belle, par amitié." "Oh si tu te rends nuage pour me couvrir (bis) Je me rendrai malade de sur mon lit De moi tu n'auras pas nullement d'agrément." "Oh si tu te rends malade de sur ton lit (bis) Je me rendrai médecin pour te guérir Je guérirai, la belle, par amitié." "Oh si tu te rends médecin pour me guérir (bis) Je me rendrai morte sur mon lit blanc De moi tu n'auras pas nullement d'agrément." "Oh si tu te rends morte sur ton lit blanc (bis) Je me rendrai Saint-Pierre en paradis Je t'ouvrirai la porte par amitié." "Puisque tu m'as conduit jusqu'au paradis (bis) Tiens voilà mon cœur tu l'as bien mérité." (bis) Coirault : 1528 Les métamorphoses. Laforte : IV, Ma-7 Les métamorphoses. RADdO : 00602.

ON A SATURDAY EVENING A-GOING TO SEE THE FAIR LADY On a Saturday evening a-going to see the fair lady (twice) A-going to see the fair lady out of love (1). (twice) "Oh, if you come to see me out of love (twice) I will become a rose in a rosebush, From me you will get no amenity." (2) "Oh, if you become a rose in a rosebush (twice) I will become a watering can to water you, I will water, fair lady, out of love." "Oh, if you become a watering can to water me (twice) I will become a carp in a pond From me you will get no amenity." "Oh if you become a carp in a pond (twice) I will become a fisher to fish you I will fish, fair lady, out of love." "Oh, if you become a fisher to fish me (twice) I will become a star in the firmament From me you will get no amenity." "Oh if you become a star in the firmament (twice) I will become a cloud to cover you I will cover, fair lady, out of love." "Oh, if you become a cloud to cover me (twice) I will become ill upon my bed From me you will get no amenity." "Oh if you become ill upon your bed (twice) I will become a physician to cure you I will cure, fair lady, out of love." "Oh, if you become a physician to cure me (twice) I will become dead on my white bed From me you will get no amenity." "Oh if you become dead on your white bed (twice) I will become Saint Peter in paradise I will open the gate for you out of love." "Since you led me as far as paradise (twice) Here is my heart for you, you've well deserved it." (twice).

(1) Amitié (friendship) could mean love (Cf the end of some versions of À la claire fontaine)
(2) It translates literally as "you won't have no amenity" and is as grammatically incorrect as in English.

A similar song and a Provençal one can be found on this Mudcat thread

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 20 Jan 11 - 06:11 PM

NEW CALEDONIA

WE BWAAM NGA TAARU (Native language, but which one???) We bwaam nga Taaru Fwâ ne do moo ra ta nga Ne do ta nga Kaledoni Do ra ga hma raa huyi Do ra thuyi we jakhu lem We jakhu lem maan hio Pei Kaavo ma Peni Pei hpmaa veli ceek Vehi thoogec po mac Ve tiwa pwen a thi le we Ye the pe phue run dalik Phue ra taa cada Ye taa cada nem nga hun Bwaan ai ye le u fhe Ye le u fhe na nem paac Fhe da le paac u Giom Yele tigic nem Katoos.

POOR DADDY Poor Daddy, When you leave To go back to Caledonia, When you arrive you'll tell, You'll tell the story, The story of the elder sister and her younger brother Of Kaavo and of Peni. There was a tree, The deadly sea mango. Its fruit fell down in the water, It's tossed by the waves. Tossed, it's arrives and lands. It comes alongside the large land (i.e. France) Poor thing, they took it, They set it into the war. William set it into the war, The chains of the 14-18 war.

Sea mango

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 20 Jan 11 - 06:14 PM

WALLIS AND FUTUNA

1. Soko mai 'aso lalasi Kua lava teutasi Kua lava filifili Kua noa le tui Ko leia lakaga Na lava lautī Laututu mo ni taga Masaesae fuli Ka na iai ni osi na tou kai kulī. 2. Kua fakamāsani le vali kula e fai Kua pena pe se vaka E pe ma papālagi Pena mati'ininia fakakula fuli ai Toe pena mo le gutu Fakakula mo le 'ulu Oi ku se siki mai pe se pano e tu'u. 3. Malama uila, tou 'aga fiafia Otatou ne'a fuli na faifaitalisa Ko leia lakaga na fafa taume Laga taka faliava Kua taka tu'ete leinei lakaga. 4. Kua kau manatu'i Ki lo'oku 'iki'iki I temi oge fuli Loku fia ma'uli Tuku laku 'uaina Kua tae mai Ko le temi leinei Kua kai pane vali. 5. Tuku mu'a ke fakamatala Tuku mu'a ke fakamatala Atātou 'ano'aga Mo leia lakaga Sulu mai okotou lava Fakafiti fakatoga Kua sulu fakasa'amoa Ko Uvea mo Futuna Na mativa mo koloa.

IMAGES FROM NOW AND YESTERYEARS 1 – Celebrations costumes Celebrations days come near, We put our costumes on. We have the choice. We put the traditional outfits aside. Yesteryears We would dress with cordyline leaves, With Broussonetia bark and with torn Bags. There were horse and we would eat dog. 2 Make up We took the habit to make up in red. We paint ourselves like a boat That looks like the Europeans ones. We polish our nails in red And we also paint our mouths. We dye our hair red, It looks like a standing board/sign (1) 3 Lighting and shoes There is electric light, we rejoice. We do whatever we (once) fancied. In the past we would carry torches, We would weave sandals with creepers, Now we wear shoes. 4 Famine and abundance I remember, When I was little In times of famine, My urge to live. Nothing left to eat That we could gather. And now We eat buttered bread. 5 Poverty and wealth. Let me tell you, Let me tell you Our way of life At that time. You wear your grass skirt The Fijian way (or) the Tongan way. We wear it the Samoan way. Wallis and Futuna Had few ressources/wealth (?).

Cordyline
Broussonetia
(1) There's no way to know if "panneau" means road sign or an ad board.

END OF CD 9

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 05:45 AM

Now, last but not least, CD #10, America's French

I didn't write the names of the places in very big and blue because while the songs from CD #9 were sorted by places, those aren't so the names of the places are not "chapter titles".

Link to the Frémeaux's leaflet to this song.

LOUISIANA

Story Dans le vieux temps, quand il y avait un jeune garçon qui courtisait la fille, quand il arrivait… il allait courtiser la fille à cheval... il amarrait le cheval au poteau puis quand la nuit voulait prendre, si le jeune homme était accepté par les parents, le papa prenait le cheval du jeune homme, il allait puis lui donnait à manger à l'écurie, il faisait boire… tout ça était fait, puis il venait, puis il sellait le cheval encore puis il l'amarrait au poteau. Et ça, ça voulait dire que le jeune homme était bienvenu chez les parents de la fille qu'il courtisait.

In old times, when a young man courted a girl, when he arrived… he would ride to court the girl… he tied the horse to the post then when night was on its way, if the young man was accepted by the parents, the father took the horse then fed it in the stable, watered it… when he was done, he went back then saddled the horse again, then tied it to the post. And this meant that the young man was welcome in the house of the parents of the girl he courted.

The story above kind of explains the song below

LOUISIANA

J'AI FAIT L'AMOUR CHEZ L'ONC BAB (Cajun French) J'ai fait l'amour chez l'onc Bab Ça m'a coûté une livre de tabac. (bis) L'onc Bab a fumé jusqu'à Sa vieille pipe est 'venue rouge. (bis) Tante Bab a chiqué jusqu'à Son vieux menton est 'venu vert. (bis) Clémentine m'embêtait Et Ida veut pas de moi. Oh Prince, allons s'en aller Moi j'attrape les capots Et toi tu manges les poteaux. RADdO : 06398.

I COURTED AT UNCLE BAB'S I courted at uncle Bab's, It costed me a pound of tobacco. (twice) Uncle Bab smoked till His old pipe went red (twice) Aunt Bab chewed (tobacco) till Her old chin went green. (twice) Clementine was bothering me And Ida wouldn't want me. Oh, Prince, let us go, I grab my coats And you're eating the posts.

Sung to the same tune as "Farewell Angelina"

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 05:53 AM

CANADA

MARGUERITE EST DANS SA CHAMBRE (French) Marguerite est dans sa chambre, elle pleure et elle soupire (bis) Sa mère s'en va la voir : "Oh, qu'as-tu Marguerite ?" Sa mère s'en va la voir : "Oh, qu'as-tu Marguerite ?" "Ah ! Je peux bien pleurer, oh car j'ai le cœur triste. Ah ! Je peux bien pleurer, oh car j'ai le cœur triste. Le jour je suis fille, et la nuit tant blanche biche. Le jour je suis fille, et la nuit tant blanche biche. Tous les chiens du château, tous les soirs me poursuivent. Tous les chiens du château, tous les soirs me poursuivent. Sont ceux de Renaud, sont ceux qui sont les pires. Sont ceux de Renaud, sont ceux qui sont les pires Allez-y donc chère mère, allez-y donc lui dire. Allez-y donc chère mère, allez-y donc lui dire." "Renaud, arrêt' tes chiens, c'est ta sœur Marguerite ! Renaud, arrêt' tes chiens, c'est ta sœur Marguerite !" Renaud prit son sifflet,; au bois il s'en va vite. Renaud prit son sifflet, au bois il s'en va vite. Il a sifflé trois coups sans qu' ses chiens purent entendre. Il a sifflé trois coups sans qu' ses chiens purent entendre. Du quatrième coup, la blanche biche est prise. Du quatrième coup, la blanche biche est prise. Ils l'emmènent su' l' cuisinier, pour qu'ils la faisiont cuire. Ils l'emmènent su' l' cuisinier, pour qu'ils la faisiont cuire. Quand ça v'nut au souper, au nom de Marguerite. Quand ça v'nut pour le souper, au nom de Marguerite. "Soupez, soupez, mon sieur, je suis la première en table. Soupez, soupez, mon sieur, je suis la première en table. Mon corps est dans vos plats, mon âme réjouie. Mon corps est dans vos plats, mon âme réjouie. Entre deux plats d'argent, mes pieds, mes mains sont mises. Entre deux plats d'argent, mes pieds, mes mains sont mises" Quand Renaud entend cela, il recula les vivres. Quand Renaud a entendu cela, il recula les vivres. "Ceux qui mang'ront d' ce souper mangeront des martyres. Ceux qui mang'ront d' ce souper mangeront des martyres." Renaud a pris son sabre; en trois coups z-il se frappe. Renaud a pris son sabre ; en trois coups z-il se frappe. Renaud a tombé mort, il tombe à la renverse. Coirault : 8910 La blanche biche. Laforte : I, B-01 La blanche biche. RADdO : 01463.

MARGARET IS IN HER BEDROOM Margaret is in her bedroom, she's crying and sighing (twice) Her mother goes to see her "What's the matter with you, Margaret?" Her mother goes to see her "What's the matter with you, Margaret?" "Ah! I can well cry, oh, for my heart is sad. "Ah! I can well cry, oh, for my heart is sad. By daylight I'm a girl, by night a white doe. By daylight I'm a girl, by night a white doe. All the castle hounds chase me every night. All the castle hounds chase me every night. Renaud's are the worst. Renaud's are the worst. Do go, my dear mother, go to tell him." Do go, my dear mother, do go to tell him." "Renaud, stop your hounds, it's your sister Margaret!" "Renaud, stop your hounds, it's your sister Margaret!" Renaud took his whistle and hurried to the wood. Renaud took his whistle and hurried to the wood. He whistled three times but his hounds couldn't hear. He whistled three times but his hounds couldn't hear. On the fourth time, the white doe was caught. On the fourth time, the white doe was caught. They take her to the cook so that they cook her. They take her to the cook so that they cook her. When supper time came, to Margaret's name, When supper time came, to Margaret's name, "Supper, supper, sir, I am the first at the table. "Supper, supper, sir, I am the first at the table. My body is in your dishes, my soul rejoiced. My body is in your dishes, my soul rejoiced. My feet, my hands were put in two silver dishes." My feet, my hands were put in two silver dishes." When Renaud heard this, he pushed his food away. When Renaud heard this, he pushed his food away. "Those who will eat of this supper will eat martyrs" "Those who will eat of this supper will eat martyrs" Renaud took his saber and by three times cut himself. Renaud took his saber and by three times cut himself. Renaud fell down dead, he fell flat on his back.

There's already a Mudcat thread about it.
Videos: renditions with slightly different lyrics and/or tunes by Tri Yann, Malicorne, Keltia

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 05:57 AM

LOUISIANE

SUR LE NATCHITOCHES, IL Y A Z'UNE BRUNE (Cajun French) Sur le Natchitoches, il y a z'une brune À qui je veux lui faire fortune. J'ai que mes dimanches pour aller la voir. (bis) Et par un beau matin je me "feutre" allé Je l'ai trouvée sur son lit couchée. "Dormez belle, sommeillez-vous ? Belle et nos amours, je ne pense qu'à vous." "Oh non ni je dors ni je sommeille. Tout toute la nuit je suis privée. Mon cher amant, je ne pense qu'à vous Mon cher amant, tu marilleras nous ?" "J'irai me faire bâtir un ermitage Et yoù que mon manger serait d'herbages Et que ma boisson ce seraient des pleurs Pour deux amours qui vit en langueur. Et si que vous avez un z'habit à prendre Prenez le donc couleur de cendres. Parce que c'est la plus triste couleur Pour deux amours qui vit qu'en langueur." Coirault : 2605 Réveillez-vous belle endormie I & 4710 d° III. Laforte II, E-22 Réveillez-vous belle endormie. RADdO : 02479.

ON THE NATCHITOCHES On the Natchitoches, there's a brunette Whose fortune I want to make. I only have my Sundays to visit her (twice) And on a nice morning I went there I found her lying on her bed. "Are you sleeping, beauty, are you slumbering? My beauty and love, I think only of you." "Oh no, I neither sleep nor slumber. All night long I am deprived. My dear lover, I think only of you, My dear lover, will you marry me?" I will have an hermitage built, Where my only food were grass And my only drink were tears For two languishing loves. And if you must take a suit to wear, Do take it color of ashes Because it's the saddest color For two languishing loves."

Melodeon rendition

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 06:06 AM

LOUISIANA

OH BONSOIR MOREAU (Cajun French) Oh bonsoir Moreau, oh bonsoir Moreau Oh j'connais c'est l'heure j'm'en vas Oh bonsoir Moreau On a eu un bon temps Un bon temps toute la nuit Oh j' connais c'est l'heure j' m'en vas Oh bonsoir Moreau Oh, la lune après s' coucher Et le soleil après lever Et Caillette est pas tirée Oh bonsoir Moreau !

OH GOOD NIGHT MOREAU Oh, good night, Moreau, oh, good night, Moreau, Oh, I know, time is up, I'm leaving. Oh, good night Moreau, We had a great time, A great time all night long. Oh, I know, time is up, I'm leaving. Oh, good night Moreau, Oh the moon is about to set And the sun about to raise And Caillette wasn't milked Oh, good night Moreau!

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 06:15 AM

CANADA

I WENT TO MARKET (English and Quebec French) I went to market with a pania volant The first one I met (was) one fèye (d') on-avocat And I love you èt d'totes les manires And I love you mais vos vos m'aimez pas. The first one I met (was) one fèye (d') on-avocat I asked her for fifty cents and she said : "Je n'avos pas." I asked her for fifty cents and she said : "Je n'avos pas." She went upstairs po li trover sè papa She went upstairs po li trover sè papa She came downstairs : le bounhomme I n'èst pus là She came downstairs : le bounhomme I n'èst pus là I squeezed her so hard that I cassé les deux bras I squeezed her so hard that I cassé les deux bras And it cost me five hundred for to get-er les deux bras RADdO : 06399.

I WENT TO MARKET I went to the market in my shirttails, The first person I met was a lawyer's daughter. I love you in all and every ways I love you but you don't love me. The first person I met was a lawyer's daughter. I asked her fifty cents and she said she didn't have them. I asked her fifty cents and she said she didn't have them. She went upstairs to meet her daddy. She went upstairs to meet her daddy, She went downstairs and the man wasn't there. She went downstairs and the man wasn't there, I squeezed her so hard that I broke her two arms. I squeezed her so hard that I broke her two arms. It cost me five hundred for to get her her two arms.

Gilles Vigneault's rendition, the lyrics are somewhat (!) different

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 06:19 AM

USA - WISCONSIN

N'AV'NÈN VÈYU MI P'TIT MUSICYIN (Walloon) N'av'nèn vèyu mi p'tit musicyin ? À l'dicauce (bis) N'av'nèn vèyu mi p'tit musicyin ? À l'dicauce c'èst s'nom. Il èstot d'dja on bon gamin Mins I n' choûteûve nén. Dj'a sayî à l'fé choûter Mins I n' v'leûve nén. Dj' l'a voyî aus tchamps avou lès (sès) vias Il a v'nu pire qui l'twa. Adon 'l a stî après les coméres Mins dj'ennè p'leûve rén. 'L'a pris pa l' djambe, 'l l'a foutu su l'lét Po qwè fé, vos l'savoz bén ! Après ça, il l'a r'pèté Ça, ça n' payeûve nén. Après ça, 'l a ieû on gamin Sav' bén c'èst qu'èle l'a lomé ? N'av'nèn vèyu mi p'tit musicyin ? À l'dicauce c'èst s' nom. RADdO : 06400.

DIDN'T YOU SEE MY LITTLE MUSICIAN Didn't you see my little musician? "At the fair". Didn't you see my little musician? "At the fair" is his name. He already was a good boy But he wouldn't obey. I tried to make him obey But he didn't want to. I sent him to the fields with the calves He turned out worse than the bull. Then he chased women But I couldn't help it. He took her by her leg, threw her on the bed, To do what? You do know it! After than he knocked her up, It wasn't worthwhile. After that, he had a boy. Do you know how she called him? Didn't you see my little musician? "At the fair" is his name.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 06:22 AM

CANADA

PAR DERRIÈRE CHEZ MON PÈRE (Quebec French) Par derrière chez mon père, en allant nous nous promener J'ai trouvé l'eau si belle que je me suis baigné, oh hé Y a longtemps que je t'aime, jamais je t'oublierai, oh hé Y a longtemps que je t'aime, jamais je t'oublierai J'ai trouvé l'eau si belle que je me suis baigné À la plus haute branche, le rossignol chantait, oh hé Y a longtemps… À la plus haute branche, le rossignol chantait "Chante, rossignol, chante, toi qu'as le cœur si gai, oh hé Toi qu'as le cœur si gai, moi je l'ai t'à pleurer Pour un bouton de rose que je l'ai refusé, oh hé Pour un bouton de rose que je l'ai refusé Je voudrais que la rose fuit encore au rosier, oh hé Je voudrais que la rose fuit encore au rosier Et ma chermante belle fuit dans mon lit couché, oh hé Je voudrais que ma belle fuit dans mon lit couché Par un baiser de bouche que je l'ai réveillée, oh hé " Coirault : 3415 En revenant des noces. Laforte : I, G-10 A la claire fontaine. RADdO : 00004.

BEHIND MY FATHER'S HOUSE Behind my father's house, a-going to stroll, I found the water so fine that I bathed in it, oh hey I've been loving you for so long, I'll never forget you, oh hey, I've been loving you for so long, I'll never forget you. I found the water so fine that I bathed in it, On the top branch, the nightingale was singing, oh hey. I've been loving you for so long… On the top branch, the nightingale was singing. "Sing, nightingale, sing, you who have such a cheerful heart, oh hey. "You who have such a cheerful heart, mine is weeping. For a rose bud that I denied her, oh hey. For a rose bud that I denied her, I'd want the rose to be still on the bush, oh hey. I'd want the rose to be still on the bush, And my fine lady fair to be lying in my bed, oh hey. I'd want my fine lady fair to be lying in my bed. And to wake her with a kiss on the mouth, oh hey."

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: Monique Date: 26 Jan 11 - 06:28 AM CANADA LES POUTINES DANS L' POTTE (Quebec French) Les poutines dans l' potte Tadiyatahé J'ai pris une fourchette Tadiyataho    C'est pour les tremper Tadiyatahé Elles n'étiont pas cuites Tadiyataho RADdO : 06401. THE POUTINES IN THE POT The poutines in the pot Tadiyatahé I took a fork Tadiyataho    It was to dip them Tadiyatahé They weren't done Tadiyataho Wiki article about poutine

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: Monique Date: 26 Jan 11 - 06:31 AM CANADA EN ARRIÈRE DE CHEZ MON PÈRE (Quebec French) En arrière de chez mon père, il y a t'un oranger, le voilà (bis) Nous irons, nous boirons, nous tarirons les verres et nous les remplirons (bis) L'en était tellement chargé que les branches en touchent terre, le voilà (bis) Nous irons, nous boirons… Elle passe de branche en branche, elle choisit la plus belle, le voilà (bis) Le premier qui m' les marchande, c'est le fils de l'avocat, le voilà (bis) Il m'en achète une douzaine, il m' les a jamais payées, le voilà (bis) Il m'envoie de chez la banque et la banque était fermée, le voilà (bis) Il m'envoie chez l'avocat, chez le fils de l'avocat (bis) Et le fils de l'avocat, l'en était tellement pas là, le voilà (bis) Je me moque de la banque et le fils de l'avocat, le voilà (bis) Coirault : 2205 La marchande d'oranges chez l'avocat. Laforte : I, H-1 La fille aux oranges. RADdO : 00336. BEHIND MY FATHER'S HOUSE Behind my father's house, there's an orange tree, here it is. (twice) We'll go, we'll drink, we'll empty our glasses and we'll fill them (twice) It was so much loaded with them that the branches touched the ground, here it is. (twice) We'll go, will drink,…. She went from branch to branch, she chose the finest one, here it is. (twice). The first one to haggle them with me was the lawyer's son, here it his. (twice) He bought me a dozen, he never paid me for them, here it is. (twice) He sent me to the bank and the bank was closed, here it is. (twice), He sent me to the lawyer's, to the lawyer's son's, here it is (twice) And the lawyer's son wasn't there at all, here it is (twice) I don't care for the bank and the lawyer's son, here it is (twice)

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: Monique Date: 26 Jan 11 - 06:37 AM USA L'EST DANS LES TEMPS DU PREMIER JOUR DE L'AN (American French) (Parlé :) "Attendez voir… You mean you want me to sing the whole song?" "No, just a verse, just a verse…" "Oh…" L'est dans les temps du premier jour de l'an Mais pour les fêtes en parents J'ai rempli mon verre Pour qu'i' nous réveille T'as bien faite la ronde, t'as pas beaucoup baissé Si ça ça contine j'crés qu'ça va bien aller J' haïs la boisson, j' haïs la boisson Mais j'haïs pas d'en prendre un p'tit coup Un p'tit coup à boire Pour qu'i' nous réveille T'as bien faite la ronde t'as pas beaucoup baissé Si ça ça contine y aura personne de saoul (Parlé :) "That means if it keeps on there will be nobody drunk !" Oh mes amis, oh tu m'as fait plaisir D'avoir fait la ronde t'as pas beaucoup baissé D'avoir fait la ronde Pour qu'i' nous réveille T'as bien faite la ronde t'as pas beaucoup baissé Si ça ça contine j'crés qu'ça va bien aller RADdO : 06402 IT WAS AROUND THE NEW YEAR DAY (Spoken): "Wait… You mean you want me to sing the whole song?" "No, just a verse, just a verse…" "Oh..." It was around New Year day, But for the family parties/gatherings, I filled my glass So that it boosts us. You made a good round, you didn't drink much (1), If it keeps on like this, I think it's going to be fine. I hate drinking, I hate drinking (2) But I don't hate to drink a glass, To drink a glass So that it boosts us. You made a good round, you didn't drink much, If it keeps on like this, nobody will be drunk. (Spoken) "That means if it keeps on there will be nobody drunk!" Oh my friends, oh, you made me glad From having made the round, you didn't drink much From having made the round So that it boosts us. You made a good round, you didn't drink much, If it keeps on like this, nobody will be drunk. (1) I'll tell you honestly that this line puzzles me and I'm not sure at all that it means what I wrote because… - "tu as bien faite la ronde" does mean literally "you made a good round" but is it about paying a drink to everybody or just dancing in a round - "t'as pas beaucoup baissé"… "you didn't ---- much" ; the root of the verb is "bas" = "low", so it could mean "you didn't drink much so the level in your glass hasn't lowered much" –that's what I chose- but also you danced in a round and you're still in good shape (hence you're still good at dancing). What made me choose the first meaning is the line about "nobody will be drunk". (2) meaning "boozing"

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: Monique Date: 26 Jan 11 - 06:48 AM CANADA PAR UN DIMANCHE AU SOIR, EN M'EN ALLANT VEILLER (Quebec French) Par un dimanche au soir, en m'en allant veiller (bis) J'ai rencontré Lisette qui allait s'y baigner Gai faluré maridondaine, gai faluré maridondé (bis) J'ai rencontré Lisette qui allait s'y baigner (bis) Mit son p'tit pied à l'eau, son p'tit cœur s'est noyé Gai faluré… Elle alla s'échouer à l'ombre d'un vert pommier "Beau pommier, beau pommier, toi qu'es chargé de fleurs Ça prend qu'un petit vent pour enlever tes fleurs Ça prend qu'un voyageur pour avoir son p'tit cœur." Coirault : 1720 La baigneuse qui dialogue avec le pommier. Laforte, I, L-1 La fille qui se noie. RADdO : 02343. ON A SUNDAY NIGHT, GOING TO AN EVENING GATHERING On a Sunday evening, going to an evening gathering, I met Lisette who was going to take a bath. Gai faluré maridondaine, gai faluré maridondé (bis) I met Lisette who was going to take a bath. She put her little foot in the water, her little heart drowned Gai faluré… She ended up in the shadow of a green apple tree "Fine apple tree, fine apple tree, you who are loaded with flowers It only takes a little wind to take your flowers away. It only takes a little traveler to get one's little heart."

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: Monique Date: 26 Jan 11 - 06:58 AM CANADA LES PETITS SAINT PIERRE SONT PLUS RICHES QUE LES ÉVÊQUES (French) Les petits Saint Pierre sont plus riches que les évêques (bis) Et le dimanche commencent la semaine Salutaire fa fa fa, j'ai pas perdu ma femme Soit dit entre nous, Saint-Pierre est toujours chauve ! Le lundi ils font une fête. Le mardi, ils ont mal à la tête Le mercredi, levaient la chopinette. Le jeudi, ils vont voir les maîtresses. Le vendredi, ils s' passent la navette. Le samedi, la semaine est bien faite. Le dimanche, ils vont à la basse messe. Quand y ont l' temps, y r'tournent à la grand messe ! Coirault : 6414 La semaine ouvrière. Laforte : IV, Ca-10 La semaine ouvrière. RADdO : 01230. THE LITTLE SAINT PIERRE ARE RICHER THAN THE BISHOPS The little Saint Pierre are richer than the bishops (twice) And on Sunday they start the week Salutary fa fa fa, I didn't lose my wife Between you and me, Saint Peter is always/still bald! On Monday they have a party On Tuesday, they have a headache. On Wednesday they had a drink. On Thursday, they go to see their mistresses On Friday, they have the shuttle going On Saturday, the week is over. On Sunday, they go to low mass. When they have time, they go back for high mass! There's a lightly different version of this song on CD 7 (Cf. the Mudcat post about it) If someone has an idea about who these "Saint Pierre" can be... I could find no link between St Peter and weavers, he doesn't seem to be their patron saint anywhere. I also thought that the song could have been adapted to make fun of people from Saint Pierre and Miquelon...

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: Monique Date: 26 Jan 11 - 07:01 AM CANADA DERRIÈRE CHEZ NOUS IL Y A UN JOLI BOCAGE (French) Derrière chez nous il y a un joli bocage, Rempli de fleurs et de rosiers d'amour (bis) Je te trouve toujours jolie, Mais pourtant tu n'es pas pour moi (bis) "Te souviens-tu la soirée adorable, Là je t'aimais pour la première fois ?" (bis) Je te trouve toujours jolie… "Comment veux-tu, cher amant que je t'aime, Tous mes parents me défendent de t'aimer !" (bis) "J'ai fait graver sur l'écorce d'un hêtre, Ton nom, le mien, ton aimable portrait." (bis) RADdO : 06403. BEHIND OUR HOUSE THERE IS A PRETTY WOOD Behind our house there is a pretty wood Full of flowers and love rosebushes (twice) I still find you pretty Though you aren't for me (twice) "Do you remember the lovely evening, When I loved you for the first time? (twice) I still find you … "How do you want me, dear lover, to love you, All my relatives forbid me to love you!" (twice) "I had carved in the bark of a beech Your name, mine, your lovely portrait." (twice)

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: Monique Date: 26 Jan 11 - 07:06 AM CANADA - ONTARIO NOUS SOMMES TRENTE-TROIS (Canadian French) Nous sommes trente-trois, Tous voleurs d'une bande Et moi le capitaine le maître des voleurs Je marche à la tête comme un vrai gouverneur. Un jour me voilà pris Dedans une embuscade J'ai beau crier "Alarme" et personne ne m'entend Avant de me faire entendre dans les prisons je m' fus dedans. Un jour mes petits enfants Ils demandent à leur mère Ma mère ma bonne mère où poupa est allé V'là bien cinq ou six semaines qu'on n'entend plus parler. Mes bons petits enfants Portez-moi patience Il est à la potence en prison en tourments Les monsieurs de la justice vont y rendre jugement. J'ai trois barriques d'or Portez-les-t-au roi d' France Et au roi de Paris Enfin qu'il prenne soin de ma femme mes petits enfants aussi. J'ai trois petits enfants D'une tendre et jolie femme D'une tendre jolie femme qu'est parfaite en beauté Si elle a eu du malheur c'est d' m'avoir rencontré. Coirault : 9502 Le libertin. Laforte : II,A-62 Le voleur dans les églises. RADdO : 00658. WE ARE THIRTY THREE We are thirty-three, All thieves in a gang, And I, the captain, the master of the thieves, Walk at the head like a real governor. One day, I am caught In an ambush. Even if I cried "Alarm" nobody heard me Before they heard me, I was in jail. One day my little children Ask their mother "Mother, my good mother, where has daddy gone It's well been five or six weeks since we haven't heard of him. My good little children Have patience with me He's on the gallows, in jail, in torments, The justice gentlemen are going to judge him. I have three barrels of gold, Bring them to the king of France And to the king of Paris So that he takes care of my wife and of my little children too. I have three little children From a tender and pretty wife, From a tender, pretty wife who's perfect in beauty. The misfortune she had is to have met me.

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: Monique Date: 26 Jan 11 - 07:14 AM LOUISIANA ALLONS À LAFAYETTE (Cajun French) Allons à Lafayette mais pour changer ton nom. On va t'appeler madame, madame Canaille Comeaux ! Petite, t'es trop mignonne pour faire ta criminelle ! Comment tu crois mais moi j' peux faire mais moi tout seul ? Mais toi, mais joli cœur, 'garde donc mais quoi t'as fait ! Si loin comme moi j' su' d' toi, mais ça, ça m' fait pitié ! LET'S GO TO LAFAYETTE Let's go to Lafayette to have your name changed, They're going to call you Mrs, Mrs Canaille (1) Comeaux! Girl, you're too cute to do wrong things. How can you think that I can manage alone. But you, my pretty heart, look what you've done! I am so far from you, but that makes me sad. (1) Canaille means rascal, mischievous Wiki article about the song Full lyrics and English translation (The lyrics must still have a copyright) Recordings

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: Monique Date: 26 Jan 11 - 07:25 AM CANADA - NEW BRUNSWICK NOUS SOMMES PARTIS TROIS JEUNES FRÈRES À L'ÉCOLE DE PARIS (French*) Nous sommes partis trois jeunes frères à l'école de Paris. (bis) On a à peine mis le pied en Pontoise, prisonniers nous ont été pris. (bis) On n'avait rien qu'un frère qui gouvernait dans Paris S'il savait notre misère, il serait bientôt z'ici. Il a à peine achevé la parole, leur gentil frère arrivait (bis) "Bonjour donc, dame de Pontoise, mes écoliers sont-ils ici ?" (bis) "Non, oh non, beau gentilhomme, ils sont allés aux penderies." (bis) "Dites-moi donc, dame de Pontoise, j'aurai-t-y le temps d' les voir en vie ?" (bis) "Non, oh non, beau gentilhomme, vous allez trop lentement !" (bis) Il débarque sur sa Climène (1), il monte sur son cheval blanc Il touchit (2) z'à tour de bride, son cheval va comme le vent. Quand il fut sur ces rigoles, son cheval suivait le sang Quand il fut sur ces montagnes, il vit ses trois frères pendant. Ils aviont (3) sur l'épaule droite tous chacun un mouchoir blanc Ils aviont sur l'épaule gauche tous chacun un pigeon blanc. Il mit l'pied dedans l'échelle, il coupit (2) les trois tirants Et au bout de trois quarts d'heure, ses trois frères étaient vivants. "Dites-moi donc, sire beau juge, dites-moi donc votre jugement." "Dites-moi donc, sire beau sire, c'est-y quelqu'un de vos parents ?" "Y en a deux qui sont mes frères et l'autre c'est mon cousin germain Si jamais j' mets l' pied en Pontoise, je mettrai tout feu à sang. Si jamais j' mets l' pied en Pontoise, je mettrai tout feu à sang Toutes les dames de la ville crieront grâce pour ces innocents !" Coirault : 9601 Les écoliers de Pontoise. Laforte :I, B-14, Les écoliers pendus. RADdO : 03917. WE, THREE YOUNG BROTHERS, WENT TO SCHOOL IN PARIS We, three young brothers, went to school in Paris (twice) We'd hardly set a foot in Pontoise, they caught us as prisoners (wice) We had only one brother who ruled in Paris, If he knew of our misfortune, he'd soon be here. He had hardly finished to speak (when) their nice brother arrived "Good day, then, Pontoise lady, are my students here?" "No, oh no, fine gentleman, they are at the gallows." "Tell me then, Pontoise lady, will I have time to see them alive?" "No, oh no, fine gentleman, you're going too slowly!" He disembarked from his Climène, he mounted on his white horse, He spurred on intensively, his horse went like the wind. When he was in these valleys, his horse followed the blood, When he was on these mountains, he saw his three brothers hanging. They all had a white handkerchief on their right shoulder They all had a white dove on their left shoulder. He set a foot on the ladder, he cut the three ropes And after three quarters of an hour, his three brothers were alive. "Do tell me, sir nice judge, do tell me your judgement." "Do tell me, sir nice sir, are they some relatives of yours?" "Two of them are my brothers and the other is my first cousin, If I ever set a foot in Pontoise, I'll put everything to fire and sword. If I ever set a foot in Pontoise, I'll put everything to fire and sword. All the ladies of the town will cry mercy for those innocent persons. * From wherever the song originated in. (1) The name of his ship. (2) 2nd group verbs preterit tense endings applied to 1st group verbs. (3) Ditto for this form of imperfect tense. Graver la parole "Recording the speech" is a collection of Francophone Canadians' recordings about many topics and this is the link to the songs section. The sound files are .ram files and most read that it's an excerpt. END OF CD#10 END OF THE WHOLE SET I'd want to thank Q for helping me with his valuable and extended knowledge. Now you guys out there feel free to put that in proper English.

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: Guillaume Date: 11 Feb 11 - 09:21 AM Hello, I'm the compiler of this 10-CD boxset and I have just come accross this thread. Thank you all for your interest in this work. Wow, Monique, I can't believe you managed to translate everything into English. I am flabbergasted ! I know how much work it represents, having spent several weeks working on the French version of the lyrics (which unfortunately could not be included to the CDs' booklets and can only be found on the Internet). ... and thank you for spotting a few mistakes in the French version ! I am currently thinking about an online resource like the "Musical Traditions 'Voice of the People' Suite" - as suggested by Matthew in an earlier post. When it is ready, maybe we could use your translations ? Could you get in touch with me ? The address is : guillaume.veilletATlibertysurf.fr Merci d'avance !

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: Monique Date: 16 Feb 11 - 03:04 PM I added where it belongs the story told on CD 6 about everyday life in Marseilles some decades ago.

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: GUEST,Marilena Date: 06 Sep 11 - 11:03 AM I stumbled on this thread looking for some Corsican lyrics, and reading around a little I found a Flemish text listed as "Alsatian"... just wanted to signal the mistake: it's this song: EN 'K GINGEN LESTMAAL AAN HET JAGEN UIT (Alsatian)

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: Monique Date: 06 Sep 11 - 11:18 AM Thank you Guest Marilena, I corrected it.

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: GUEST,Big Roly Date: 23 Sep 11 - 04:35 AM CD2: Ce sont trois galions d'Espagne There are a number of liberties taken with the Standard French language in this text. It was collected from Jack Le Feuvre, an inhabitant of Sark in the (British) Channel Islands. His first language was a local variety of Norman French, as different from the official language of Paris as Broad Scots (as written by Robert Burns) would be from the language we are accustomed to hearing on official English-language news media. This would account for the occasional non-standard use of prepositions and the pronunciation of the "h" in "hune", an archaism which has disappeared from Standard french. At least one other song, "Voici mon marinier" (aka "Les clefs d'or") collected on Sark (Locke & Anderson, 1976: Société Sercquiaise archives)uses the word "marinier" where the French would either use "marin" or "matelot" to mean a sailor. There are no bargemen on Sark (unless they're there on vacation, of course) as the island has no inland waterways whatsoever. Quite apart from these observations, you've done a wonderful job here Monique. It saves me the trouble of writing out the words of this song!

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: Monique Date: 23 Sep 11 - 05:57 AM Thanks for these observations, Big Roly! You can also find the lyrics on the Frémeaux leaflet of each cd -link provided at the top of the lyrics to song #1 of each cd. It's where I took them from.

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: GUEST,Big Roly Date: 23 Sep 11 - 10:38 AM Guillaume, you extracted "Ce sont trois galions d'Espagne" and "La bébé" (aka La polka des bébés) from Marie-Marguerite Andral and Claudie Marcel-Dubois' field recordings (1970?) from Sark. Where did you find them? Are they in the Bibliothèque Nationale? I already know about Peter Kennedy's recordings (1957 - 60), Locke and Anderson's tapes (Sark; 1976) and the BBC recordings of the Sark Singers (1938), but I would be interested to know whether Andral and Marcel-Dubois collected anything that the others had missed.

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: Monique Date: 23 Sep 11 - 12:31 PM Big Roly, I think you should email him, he gave his email address -still valid- in his post and I suspect he hasn't come back much to the 'cat ever since.

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: GUEST,Guillaume Date: 03 Nov 11 - 11:10 AM Hi Big Roly, Andral and Dubois worked for the Musée national des Arts et Traditions Populaires (MnATP), based in Paris, which is now unfortunately closed but about to re-open under a different name (Musée des Civilisations d'Europe et de Méditerranée or MuCEM) in Marseilles in 2013. They recorded extensively for the museum from 1939 to the early 1980s. Every six months or so, they would go on a "recording trip" in a specific area (for instance the Cantal département in 1959 or the Roussillon in 1963). There, local contacts would introduce them to local singers and musicians and they would go back to Paris with dozens of tapes full of fascinating recordings (made with quality professional equipement). Unfortunately, even though they worked for the French state, they never allowed anybody to listen to the material ! So, for decades, it was virtually unkwown. Then, a few years after Dubois' death (in 1989) and shortly before Andral's passing (in 2004), everything was digitalized. I was given access to the CDs and could use everything I wanted (which wouldn't have been possible 10 years earlier). I used about 50 of Dubois and Andral's recordings in the "Anthologie", which was a first (only a few extracts had been published by Rounder in the "France" volume of the "Alan Lomax Collection" : Lomax never collected in France and used Andral and Dubois' recordings instead). Now, although the museum is closed, researchers still have access to the recordings (no real public access, you need a good reason). Everything is still in Paris, in the Bois de Boulogne building where the museum was. The person you should contact is Marie-Barbara Le Gonidec (head of Music at the MucEM). The 1970 recordings in Jersey, Guernsey and Sark ARE fascinating. Jack Le Feuvre sang about 20 songs, maybe more. Brillant stuff. Hope this helps. Guillaume Veillet

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: GUEST,Fred McCormick Date: 05 Aug 14 - 06:27 AM I've finally caught up with this set. Well, I found a copy on the Internet at the remarkably cheap price of £65-00 inc p&p, and have spent a very happy morning ripping the whole set to hard drive for safe keeping. Absolutely bleep bleepin' wonderful.

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: GUEST,Fred McCormick Date: 05 Aug 14 - 07:27 AM I just wanted to add to my previous missive that, except for a general introduction, none of the booklet notes seem to have been translated into English. Well, weighing up the production costs against the retail price, that's hardly surprising. But what a wonderful gesture on the part of Monique to prepare such a comprehensive set of translations, and then to post them on here. Many, many heartfelt thanks for all your hard work.

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set From: Monique Date: 06 Aug 14 - 07:10 AM I've updated this post as I found an explanation for "jouer aux épinettes" even if what I found is "jouer des épinettes". This thread has been hit by many trolls in the last four years (all deleted). To remove that landing pad, this thread is closed, but if you wish to post here please ask a moderator to reopen it. ---mudelf

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Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 06:28 AM

CANADA

LES POUTINES DANS L' POTTE (Quebec French) Les poutines dans l' potte Tadiyatahé J'ai pris une fourchette Tadiyataho    C'est pour les tremper Tadiyatahé Elles n'étiont pas cuites Tadiyataho RADdO : 06401.

THE POUTINES IN THE POT The poutines in the pot Tadiyatahé I took a fork Tadiyataho    It was to dip them Tadiyatahé They weren't done Tadiyataho

Wiki article about poutine

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 06:31 AM

CANADA

EN ARRIÈRE DE CHEZ MON PÈRE (Quebec French) En arrière de chez mon père, il y a t'un oranger, le voilà (bis) Nous irons, nous boirons, nous tarirons les verres et nous les remplirons (bis) L'en était tellement chargé que les branches en touchent terre, le voilà (bis) Nous irons, nous boirons… Elle passe de branche en branche, elle choisit la plus belle, le voilà (bis) Le premier qui m' les marchande, c'est le fils de l'avocat, le voilà (bis) Il m'en achète une douzaine, il m' les a jamais payées, le voilà (bis) Il m'envoie de chez la banque et la banque était fermée, le voilà (bis) Il m'envoie chez l'avocat, chez le fils de l'avocat (bis) Et le fils de l'avocat, l'en était tellement pas là, le voilà (bis) Je me moque de la banque et le fils de l'avocat, le voilà (bis) Coirault : 2205 La marchande d'oranges chez l'avocat. Laforte : I, H-1 La fille aux oranges. RADdO : 00336.

BEHIND MY FATHER'S HOUSE Behind my father's house, there's an orange tree, here it is. (twice) We'll go, we'll drink, we'll empty our glasses and we'll fill them (twice) It was so much loaded with them that the branches touched the ground, here it is. (twice) We'll go, will drink,…. She went from branch to branch, she chose the finest one, here it is. (twice). The first one to haggle them with me was the lawyer's son, here it his. (twice) He bought me a dozen, he never paid me for them, here it is. (twice) He sent me to the bank and the bank was closed, here it is. (twice), He sent me to the lawyer's, to the lawyer's son's, here it is (twice) And the lawyer's son wasn't there at all, here it is (twice) I don't care for the bank and the lawyer's son, here it is (twice)

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 06:37 AM

USA

L'EST DANS LES TEMPS DU PREMIER JOUR DE L'AN (American French) (Parlé :) "Attendez voir… You mean you want me to sing the whole song?" "No, just a verse, just a verse…" "Oh…" L'est dans les temps du premier jour de l'an Mais pour les fêtes en parents J'ai rempli mon verre Pour qu'i' nous réveille T'as bien faite la ronde, t'as pas beaucoup baissé Si ça ça contine j'crés qu'ça va bien aller J' haïs la boisson, j' haïs la boisson Mais j'haïs pas d'en prendre un p'tit coup Un p'tit coup à boire Pour qu'i' nous réveille T'as bien faite la ronde t'as pas beaucoup baissé Si ça ça contine y aura personne de saoul (Parlé :) "That means if it keeps on there will be nobody drunk !" Oh mes amis, oh tu m'as fait plaisir D'avoir fait la ronde t'as pas beaucoup baissé D'avoir fait la ronde Pour qu'i' nous réveille T'as bien faite la ronde t'as pas beaucoup baissé Si ça ça contine j'crés qu'ça va bien aller RADdO : 06402

IT WAS AROUND THE NEW YEAR DAY (Spoken): "Wait… You mean you want me to sing the whole song?" "No, just a verse, just a verse…" "Oh..." It was around New Year day, But for the family parties/gatherings, I filled my glass So that it boosts us. You made a good round, you didn't drink much (1), If it keeps on like this, I think it's going to be fine. I hate drinking, I hate drinking (2) But I don't hate to drink a glass, To drink a glass So that it boosts us. You made a good round, you didn't drink much, If it keeps on like this, nobody will be drunk. (Spoken) "That means if it keeps on there will be nobody drunk!" Oh my friends, oh, you made me glad From having made the round, you didn't drink much From having made the round So that it boosts us. You made a good round, you didn't drink much, If it keeps on like this, nobody will be drunk.

(1) I'll tell you honestly that this line puzzles me and I'm not sure at all that it means what I wrote because…
- "tu as bien faite la ronde" does mean literally "you made a good round" but is it about paying a drink to everybody or just dancing in a round
- "t'as pas beaucoup baissé"… "you didn't ---- much" ; the root of the verb is "bas" = "low", so it could mean "you didn't drink much so the level in your glass hasn't lowered much" –that's what I chose- but also you danced in a round and you're still in good shape (hence you're still good at dancing). What made me choose the first meaning is the line about "nobody will be drunk".
(2) meaning "boozing"

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 06:48 AM

CANADA

PAR UN DIMANCHE AU SOIR, EN M'EN ALLANT VEILLER (Quebec French) Par un dimanche au soir, en m'en allant veiller (bis) J'ai rencontré Lisette qui allait s'y baigner Gai faluré maridondaine, gai faluré maridondé (bis) J'ai rencontré Lisette qui allait s'y baigner (bis) Mit son p'tit pied à l'eau, son p'tit cœur s'est noyé Gai faluré… Elle alla s'échouer à l'ombre d'un vert pommier "Beau pommier, beau pommier, toi qu'es chargé de fleurs Ça prend qu'un petit vent pour enlever tes fleurs Ça prend qu'un voyageur pour avoir son p'tit cœur." Coirault : 1720 La baigneuse qui dialogue avec le pommier. Laforte, I, L-1 La fille qui se noie. RADdO : 02343.

ON A SUNDAY NIGHT, GOING TO AN EVENING GATHERING On a Sunday evening, going to an evening gathering, I met Lisette who was going to take a bath. Gai faluré maridondaine, gai faluré maridondé (bis) I met Lisette who was going to take a bath. She put her little foot in the water, her little heart drowned Gai faluré… She ended up in the shadow of a green apple tree "Fine apple tree, fine apple tree, you who are loaded with flowers It only takes a little wind to take your flowers away. It only takes a little traveler to get one's little heart."

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 06:58 AM

CANADA

LES PETITS SAINT PIERRE SONT PLUS RICHES QUE LES ÉVÊQUES (French) Les petits Saint Pierre sont plus riches que les évêques (bis) Et le dimanche commencent la semaine Salutaire fa fa fa, j'ai pas perdu ma femme Soit dit entre nous, Saint-Pierre est toujours chauve ! Le lundi ils font une fête. Le mardi, ils ont mal à la tête Le mercredi, levaient la chopinette. Le jeudi, ils vont voir les maîtresses. Le vendredi, ils s' passent la navette. Le samedi, la semaine est bien faite. Le dimanche, ils vont à la basse messe. Quand y ont l' temps, y r'tournent à la grand messe ! Coirault : 6414 La semaine ouvrière. Laforte : IV, Ca-10 La semaine ouvrière. RADdO : 01230.

THE LITTLE SAINT PIERRE ARE RICHER THAN THE BISHOPS The little Saint Pierre are richer than the bishops (twice) And on Sunday they start the week Salutary fa fa fa, I didn't lose my wife Between you and me, Saint Peter is always/still bald! On Monday they have a party On Tuesday, they have a headache. On Wednesday they had a drink. On Thursday, they go to see their mistresses On Friday, they have the shuttle going On Saturday, the week is over. On Sunday, they go to low mass. When they have time, they go back for high mass!

There's a lightly different version of this song on CD 7 (Cf. the Mudcat post about it)

If someone has an idea about who these "Saint Pierre" can be... I could find no link between St Peter and weavers, he doesn't seem to be their patron saint anywhere. I also thought that the song could have been adapted to make fun of people from Saint Pierre and Miquelon...

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 07:01 AM

CANADA

DERRIÈRE CHEZ NOUS IL Y A UN JOLI BOCAGE (French) Derrière chez nous il y a un joli bocage, Rempli de fleurs et de rosiers d'amour (bis) Je te trouve toujours jolie, Mais pourtant tu n'es pas pour moi (bis) "Te souviens-tu la soirée adorable, Là je t'aimais pour la première fois ?" (bis) Je te trouve toujours jolie… "Comment veux-tu, cher amant que je t'aime, Tous mes parents me défendent de t'aimer !" (bis) "J'ai fait graver sur l'écorce d'un hêtre, Ton nom, le mien, ton aimable portrait." (bis) RADdO : 06403.

BEHIND OUR HOUSE THERE IS A PRETTY WOOD Behind our house there is a pretty wood Full of flowers and love rosebushes (twice) I still find you pretty Though you aren't for me (twice) "Do you remember the lovely evening, When I loved you for the first time? (twice) I still find you … "How do you want me, dear lover, to love you, All my relatives forbid me to love you!" (twice) "I had carved in the bark of a beech Your name, mine, your lovely portrait." (twice)

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 07:06 AM

CANADA - ONTARIO

NOUS SOMMES TRENTE-TROIS (Canadian French) Nous sommes trente-trois, Tous voleurs d'une bande Et moi le capitaine le maître des voleurs Je marche à la tête comme un vrai gouverneur. Un jour me voilà pris Dedans une embuscade J'ai beau crier "Alarme" et personne ne m'entend Avant de me faire entendre dans les prisons je m' fus dedans. Un jour mes petits enfants Ils demandent à leur mère Ma mère ma bonne mère où poupa est allé V'là bien cinq ou six semaines qu'on n'entend plus parler. Mes bons petits enfants Portez-moi patience Il est à la potence en prison en tourments Les monsieurs de la justice vont y rendre jugement. J'ai trois barriques d'or Portez-les-t-au roi d' France Et au roi de Paris Enfin qu'il prenne soin de ma femme mes petits enfants aussi. J'ai trois petits enfants D'une tendre et jolie femme D'une tendre jolie femme qu'est parfaite en beauté Si elle a eu du malheur c'est d' m'avoir rencontré. Coirault : 9502 Le libertin. Laforte : II,A-62 Le voleur dans les églises. RADdO : 00658.

WE ARE THIRTY THREE We are thirty-three, All thieves in a gang, And I, the captain, the master of the thieves, Walk at the head like a real governor. One day, I am caught In an ambush. Even if I cried "Alarm" nobody heard me Before they heard me, I was in jail. One day my little children Ask their mother "Mother, my good mother, where has daddy gone It's well been five or six weeks since we haven't heard of him. My good little children Have patience with me He's on the gallows, in jail, in torments, The justice gentlemen are going to judge him. I have three barrels of gold, Bring them to the king of France And to the king of Paris So that he takes care of my wife and of my little children too. I have three little children From a tender and pretty wife, From a tender, pretty wife who's perfect in beauty. The misfortune she had is to have met me.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 07:14 AM

LOUISIANA

ALLONS À LAFAYETTE (Cajun French) Allons à Lafayette mais pour changer ton nom. On va t'appeler madame, madame Canaille Comeaux ! Petite, t'es trop mignonne pour faire ta criminelle ! Comment tu crois mais moi j' peux faire mais moi tout seul ? Mais toi, mais joli cœur, 'garde donc mais quoi t'as fait ! Si loin comme moi j' su' d' toi, mais ça, ça m' fait pitié !

LET'S GO TO LAFAYETTE Let's go to Lafayette to have your name changed, They're going to call you Mrs, Mrs Canaille (1) Comeaux! Girl, you're too cute to do wrong things. How can you think that I can manage alone. But you, my pretty heart, look what you've done! I am so far from you, but that makes me sad.

(1) Canaille means rascal, mischievous

Wiki article about the song

Full lyrics and English translation (The lyrics must still have a copyright)

Recordings

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 26 Jan 11 - 07:25 AM

CANADA - NEW BRUNSWICK

NOUS SOMMES PARTIS TROIS JEUNES FRÈRES À L'ÉCOLE DE PARIS (French*) Nous sommes partis trois jeunes frères à l'école de Paris. (bis) On a à peine mis le pied en Pontoise, prisonniers nous ont été pris. (bis) On n'avait rien qu'un frère qui gouvernait dans Paris S'il savait notre misère, il serait bientôt z'ici. Il a à peine achevé la parole, leur gentil frère arrivait (bis) "Bonjour donc, dame de Pontoise, mes écoliers sont-ils ici ?" (bis) "Non, oh non, beau gentilhomme, ils sont allés aux penderies." (bis) "Dites-moi donc, dame de Pontoise, j'aurai-t-y le temps d' les voir en vie ?" (bis) "Non, oh non, beau gentilhomme, vous allez trop lentement !" (bis) Il débarque sur sa Climène (1), il monte sur son cheval blanc Il touchit (2) z'à tour de bride, son cheval va comme le vent. Quand il fut sur ces rigoles, son cheval suivait le sang Quand il fut sur ces montagnes, il vit ses trois frères pendant. Ils aviont (3) sur l'épaule droite tous chacun un mouchoir blanc Ils aviont sur l'épaule gauche tous chacun un pigeon blanc. Il mit l'pied dedans l'échelle, il coupit (2) les trois tirants Et au bout de trois quarts d'heure, ses trois frères étaient vivants. "Dites-moi donc, sire beau juge, dites-moi donc votre jugement." "Dites-moi donc, sire beau sire, c'est-y quelqu'un de vos parents ?" "Y en a deux qui sont mes frères et l'autre c'est mon cousin germain Si jamais j' mets l' pied en Pontoise, je mettrai tout feu à sang. Si jamais j' mets l' pied en Pontoise, je mettrai tout feu à sang Toutes les dames de la ville crieront grâce pour ces innocents !" Coirault : 9601 Les écoliers de Pontoise. Laforte :I, B-14, Les écoliers pendus. RADdO : 03917.

WE, THREE YOUNG BROTHERS, WENT TO SCHOOL IN PARIS We, three young brothers, went to school in Paris (twice) We'd hardly set a foot in Pontoise, they caught us as prisoners (wice) We had only one brother who ruled in Paris, If he knew of our misfortune, he'd soon be here. He had hardly finished to speak (when) their nice brother arrived "Good day, then, Pontoise lady, are my students here?" "No, oh no, fine gentleman, they are at the gallows." "Tell me then, Pontoise lady, will I have time to see them alive?" "No, oh no, fine gentleman, you're going too slowly!" He disembarked from his Climène, he mounted on his white horse, He spurred on intensively, his horse went like the wind. When he was in these valleys, his horse followed the blood, When he was on these mountains, he saw his three brothers hanging. They all had a white handkerchief on their right shoulder They all had a white dove on their left shoulder. He set a foot on the ladder, he cut the three ropes And after three quarters of an hour, his three brothers were alive. "Do tell me, sir nice judge, do tell me your judgement." "Do tell me, sir nice sir, are they some relatives of yours?" "Two of them are my brothers and the other is my first cousin, If I ever set a foot in Pontoise, I'll put everything to fire and sword. If I ever set a foot in Pontoise, I'll put everything to fire and sword. All the ladies of the town will cry mercy for those innocent persons.

* From wherever the song originated in.
(1) The name of his ship.
(2) 2nd group verbs preterit tense endings applied to 1st group verbs.
(3) Ditto for this form of imperfect tense.

Graver la parole "Recording the speech" is a collection of Francophone Canadians' recordings about many topics and this is the link to the songs section. The sound files are .ram files and most read that it's an excerpt.

END OF CD#10
END OF THE WHOLE SET

I'd want to thank Q for helping me with his valuable and extended knowledge.

Now you guys out there feel free to put that in proper English.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Guillaume
Date: 11 Feb 11 - 09:21 AM

Hello,

I'm the compiler of this 10-CD boxset and I have just come accross this thread. Thank you all for your interest in this work.

Wow, Monique, I can't believe you managed to translate everything into English. I am flabbergasted !

I know how much work it represents, having spent several weeks working on the French version of the lyrics (which unfortunately could not be included to the CDs' booklets and can only be found on the Internet).
... and thank you for spotting a few mistakes in the French version !

I am currently thinking about an online resource like the "Musical Traditions 'Voice of the People' Suite" - as suggested by Matthew in an earlier post. When it is ready, maybe we could use your translations ? Could you get in touch with me ? The address is : guillaume.veilletATlibertysurf.fr

Merci d'avance !

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 16 Feb 11 - 03:04 PM

I added where it belongs the story told on CD 6 about everyday life in Marseilles some decades ago.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: GUEST,Marilena
Date: 06 Sep 11 - 11:03 AM

I stumbled on this thread looking for some Corsican lyrics, and reading around a little I found a Flemish text listed as "Alsatian"... just wanted to signal the mistake:
it's this song:

EN 'K GINGEN LESTMAAL AAN HET JAGEN UIT
(Alsatian)

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 06 Sep 11 - 11:18 AM

Thank you Guest Marilena, I corrected it.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: GUEST,Big Roly
Date: 23 Sep 11 - 04:35 AM

CD2: Ce sont trois galions d'Espagne

There are a number of liberties taken with the Standard French language in this text. It was collected from Jack Le Feuvre, an inhabitant of Sark in the (British) Channel Islands. His first language was a local variety of Norman French, as different from the official language of Paris as Broad Scots (as written by Robert Burns) would be from the language we are accustomed to hearing on official English-language news media. This would account for the occasional non-standard use of prepositions and the pronunciation of the "h" in "hune", an archaism which has disappeared from Standard french.

At least one other song, "Voici mon marinier" (aka "Les clefs d'or") collected on Sark (Locke & Anderson, 1976: Société Sercquiaise archives)uses the word "marinier" where the French would either use "marin" or "matelot" to mean a sailor. There are no bargemen on Sark (unless they're there on vacation, of course) as the island has no inland waterways whatsoever.

Quite apart from these observations, you've done a wonderful job here Monique. It saves me the trouble of writing out the words of this song!

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 23 Sep 11 - 05:57 AM

Thanks for these observations, Big Roly! You can also find the lyrics on the Frémeaux leaflet of each cd -link provided at the top of the lyrics to song #1 of each cd. It's where I took them from.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: GUEST,Big Roly
Date: 23 Sep 11 - 10:38 AM

Guillaume, you extracted "Ce sont trois galions d'Espagne" and "La bébé" (aka La polka des bébés) from Marie-Marguerite Andral and Claudie Marcel-Dubois' field recordings (1970?) from Sark. Where did you find them? Are they in the Bibliothèque Nationale? I already know about Peter Kennedy's recordings (1957 - 60), Locke and Anderson's tapes (Sark; 1976) and the BBC recordings of the Sark Singers (1938), but I would be interested to know whether Andral and Marcel-Dubois collected anything that the others had missed.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 23 Sep 11 - 12:31 PM

Big Roly, I think you should email him, he gave his email address -still valid- in his post and I suspect he hasn't come back much to the 'cat ever since.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: GUEST,Guillaume
Date: 03 Nov 11 - 11:10 AM

Hi Big Roly,
Andral and Dubois worked for the Musée national des Arts et Traditions Populaires (MnATP), based in Paris, which is now unfortunately closed but about to re-open under a different name (Musée des Civilisations d'Europe et de Méditerranée or MuCEM) in Marseilles in 2013.
They recorded extensively for the museum from 1939 to the early 1980s. Every six months or so, they would go on a "recording trip" in a specific area (for instance the Cantal département in 1959 or the Roussillon in 1963). There, local contacts would introduce them to local singers and musicians and they would go back to Paris with dozens of tapes full of fascinating recordings (made with quality professional equipement). Unfortunately, even though they worked for the French state, they never allowed anybody to listen to the material !
So, for decades, it was virtually unkwown. Then, a few years after Dubois' death (in 1989) and shortly before Andral's passing (in 2004), everything was digitalized.
I was given access to the CDs and could use everything I wanted (which wouldn't have been possible 10 years earlier). I used about 50 of Dubois and Andral's recordings in the "Anthologie", which was a first (only a few extracts had been published by Rounder in the "France" volume of the "Alan Lomax Collection" : Lomax never collected in France and used Andral and Dubois' recordings instead).
Now, although the museum is closed, researchers still have access to the recordings (no real public access, you need a good reason). Everything is still in Paris, in the Bois de Boulogne building where the museum was. The person you should contact is Marie-Barbara Le Gonidec (head of Music at the MucEM). The 1970 recordings in Jersey, Guernsey and Sark ARE fascinating. Jack Le Feuvre sang about 20 songs, maybe more. Brillant stuff.
Hope this helps. Guillaume Veillet

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: GUEST,Fred McCormick
Date: 05 Aug 14 - 06:27 AM

I've finally caught up with this set. Well, I found a copy on the Internet at the remarkably cheap price of £65-00 inc p&p, and have spent a very happy morning ripping the whole set to hard drive for safe keeping.

Absolutely bleep bleepin' wonderful.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: GUEST,Fred McCormick
Date: 05 Aug 14 - 07:27 AM

I just wanted to add to my previous missive that, except for a general introduction, none of the booklet notes seem to have been translated into English.

Well, weighing up the production costs against the retail price, that's hardly surprising. But what a wonderful gesture on the part of Monique to prepare such a comprehensive set of translations, and then to post them on here.

Many, many heartfelt thanks for all your hard work.

Subject: RE: The French 'Voice of the People' set
From: Monique
Date: 06 Aug 14 - 07:10 AM

I've updated this post as I found an explanation for "jouer aux épinettes" even if what I found is "jouer des épinettes".

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