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Nissa !  
(Nice!)
Nissart lyrics by Jules Eynaudi, known as Juli Eynaudi, music by Joseph Martin-Pyns. Traditional from County of Nice.
The French original lyrics by Louis Cappy are not reproduced here. The text given corresponds to the literal translation from the version in Nissart.
| 1st verse |
Souta lu mount sourgènt tant aut,
Doun l’oulivié au jou s’argenta,
Davant lou flot jouious que mènta,
Quoura l’azur es sèmpre caut,
Mouostres, asprous e turbulenta,
L’Alpa caiant m’ai siéu ressaut
L’infernal e proumié sursaut
Doun boufa un vènt que si lamenta. | | Under mountains [with] springs so high,
Where olive tree during daylight silvers itself,
Before the joyful waves reminding,
When skies are always warm,
You show, bitter and boisterous,
The Alps freezing with its rises
The infernal and first burst
From where blows a wind lamenting. |
Chorus |
Nissa que l’ounda baia,
Souta lu mount altié
L’Univers si miraia
En lou tiéu souol entié!
Au tiéu camin de gloria
Que lu diéu an traçat
Despi la prim’istoria,
De valènt soun passat...
Mé lus blanca, laugiera,
S’estoumpant tra li flou,
Nen dounes, rica terra,
Bouonur couma grandou! | | Nice that the waters kiss,
Beneath the lofty mountains
The Universe is mirrored
In your whole soil!
On your path of glory
That gods have outlined
Since earliest history,
Valiant knights were passing...
With white and light daylight,
Fading among flowers,
You give us, rich ground,
Happiness as well as greatness! |
2nd verse |
Oh! clar païs, vibrant d’amour,
E doun la mar mouor en caressa,
Sembles din la tiéu langouressa,
Un cadre esquis de troubadour!
Ma toun passat es de ruguessa,
Camp eternel de la doulou,
Lu Cesar passant tour à tour,
Pèr lou trioumfle e la destressa! | | Oh! clear country, vibrant with love,
And where the sea dies with caresses,
You seem in your languidness,
A delightful picture of troubadour!
But your past is roughness,
Eternal camp of pain,
The Caesars passing in turn
For triumph and for distress! |
3rd verse |
Oh! souol ligour de libertà,
Escasegant l’ord’estrangiera,
Nissa tambèn siès partagiera,
Toun proumié couor, pur, t’es restà;
Embé la tiéu anim’entiera
Encarnes toui pèr esaltà,
Su d’un found blanc inmaculat,
L’Aigla que si desroca, fiera! | | Oh! Ligurian soil of freedom,
Chasing away the foreign order,
Nice also you are divided,
Your first heart, pure, remained yours;
With your whole soul
You embody all to exalt,
On a white and spattered background,
The Eagle to leave its rocks! |
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