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Bèn urouso la neissènço  
(Very cheerful the birth)
Lyrics by Nicolas Saboly, known as Micoulau Sabòli. Traditional from Provence.
Tune Toujours l’amour me tourmente (Always love torments me).
This Christmas carol has been published on 1671 in the 5th book. It appears with number 36 in the Fr. Seguin’s new edition.
| 1st verse |
Bèn urouso la neissènço
D’aquéu bèl enfant
Que vèn repara l’oufènso
Dóu grand paire Adam!
Viven countènt,
Menen rejouissènço,
Viven countènt
E nous fachen de rèn. | | Very cheerful the birth
Of this nice child
Coming to atone for the offence
Of grandfather Adam!
Let’s live glad,
Let’s lead merrymaking,
Let’s live happy
And don’t get angry about nothing. |
2nd verse |
Quito lou sen de soun Paire,
Descènd eiçavau,
E pren, coume noste fraire,
Part à nòstei mau.
Un jour pèr nous
Mourra, sèns ista gaire;
Un jour pèr nous
Mourra sus uno crous. | | He leaves the bosom of his Father,
He comes down here below,
And takes, as our brother,
Part to our pains.
One day for us
He will die, without hesitating not long;
One day for us
He will die on a cross. |
3rd verse |
Toutei lei sant patriarcho,
Abram e Jacò,
Isac, e Noué de l’archo,
N’espèron qu’acò:
Soun eilabas
Qu’óusservon sa demarcho;
Soun eilabas,
Que comton tous sei pas. | | All the holy patriarches,
Abraham and Jacob,
Isaac, and Noah of the ark,
They hope only that:
They stand over there
Watching his gait;
They stand over there,
Counting all his steps. |
4th verse |
Bèn que fugon dins la peno
An toujour au cor
L’esperanço touto pleno
Que, quand sara mort,
Éu li anara
Desfaire sei cadeno,
Éu li anara
E lei delivrara. | | Although they are grief-stricken
They have from the heart
The hope full
That, when he will be dead,
He will go
And undo his chains,
He will go
And will set free them. |
5th verse |
Diéu voudra que ressuscite
Lou tresième jour,
Pièis après foudra que quite
La terro, à soun tour:
Dedins lou cèu
Remountara plus vite,
Dedins lou cèu,
Plus vite qu’un aucèu. | | God will want he rise
The third day,
Then after he will have to leave
Earth, in turn:
In heaven
He will come back up faster,
In heaven,
Faster than a bird. |
6th verse |
Tournara pèr èstre juge
Dei mort e dei viéu;
Cèrto, n’i’aura res que fuge
La fàci de Diéu.
Vers leis amis
Quau cercara refuge,
Vers leis amis
N’en troubara pas gis! | | He will become a judge
Of the dead and the living;
Certainly, there will be nothing than escape
God’s face.
Toward the friends
We will look for refuge,
Toward the friends
We will find none! |
7th verse |
D’uno mino fort cruello
Dira sus-lou-champ:
Que lei flamos eternello
Sien pèr lei michant!
Pèr seis amis
Uno glòri inmourtello!
Pèr seis amis,
Sa part dóu Paradis! | | With a strong cruel appearance
He will say immediately:
That eternal flames
Are for the wicked!
For ours friends
An immortal glory!
For ours friends,
Our part of Paradise! |
| Bibliography | | • | Saboly (Nicolas), Noés nouveous de l’an M. DC. LXXI. (New Christmas carols for the year 1671), Michel Chastel printer of His Holiness, Avignon, 1671, p. 9-11. | | • | Saboly (Nicolas), Recueil des noëls composés en langue provençale (Collection of Christmas carols composed in Provençal language), reprint Fr. Seguin, printer and bookseller, Avignon, 1856, p. 44. |
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