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Pièisque l’ourguei de l’umano naturo   , (bis)
(As the pride of the human nature)
Lyrics and music by Nicolas Saboly, known as Micoulau Sabòli. Traditional from Provence.
This Christmas carol has been published on 1668 in the 1st book. It appears with number 11 in the Fr. Seguin’s new edition.
| 1st verse |
Pièisque l’ourguei de l’umano naturo
Éro mounta jusqu’à Diéu a moundaut,
Un ome Diéu, pèr repara l’injuro,
Fau que descènde dòu cèu ciçavau. | | As the pride of the human nature
Had gone up to God high in the heavens,
A God-man, to repair the abuse,
Had to go down from heaven here below. |
2nd verse |
Quand bèn Adam n’aurié gis fa de fauto,
Lou fiéu de Diéu sarié toujour vengu ;
Sa qualitat es si grando e si auto
Qu’èro besoun que fusse conneigu. | | Even though Adam didn’t commit any error,
God’s son should really come;
His quality is so great ans so high
That it was necessary he was known. |
3rd verse |
Lou marrit lie qu’uno pèiro de taio !
Un gros caiau es un couissin bèn dur !
Aquéu bèu fru qu’es sus un pau de paio,
Emé lou tèms se rendra bèn madur. | | What a poor bed is a freestone!
A large pebble is quite a hard cushion!
This nice fruit laying on a bit of straw,
With the time will become well ripe. |
4th verse |
Aquel enfant es trop jouine e trop tendre,
Traite Judas ! n’auriés gaire d’argènt
S’entrepreniés toutaro de lou vèndre :
Espèro dounc qu’age un pau mai de tèm. | | This child is too young and too tender,
Traitor Judas! You didn’t get much money
If you undertook now to sell him:
Wait he get a little more time. |
5th verse |
Es delica mai que noun pourriéu dire,
Lou mendre mau li causarié la mort :
Pourra bèn mai endura de martire
Quand sara grand e que sara plus fort. | | It’s tricky more I could say,
The slightest harm would cause him to die:
He will far bear martyrdom
When he will be tall and stronger. |
6th verse |
Si tu vesiés, Adam, à ta presènço,
Lou fiéu de Diéu mouri pèr toun amour,
Pourriés bèn dire : « Urouso es moun òufènso
Qu’a méritat un si grand Redentour ! » | | If you could see, Adam, in your presence,
God’s son dying for your love,
You could say him: “Happy is my offence
Which has deserved such a great Redeemer!” |
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