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Viouleta  
(Violet)
Nissart lyrics and music by Adolphe Maurice Caruba. Traditional from County of Nice..
| 1st verse |
Toui lu jardin de nouòstra countéa
Soun flourit de mile splendour;
La souléta que propi m’agréa
Es la vioulèta, superba flour.
La siéu bèuta es en armounìa
Embé la venguda dòu printemp.
Lou siéu simbolou es la moudestìa,
De la veire es un encantamen.
A lou charme esquis
Dei flour dòu paradis;
S’espelisse plan plan
Quoura la caressan. | | All the gardens of our county
Are decorated with a thousand splendours;
The only one that really suits me
Is violet, superb flower.
Its beauty is in harmony
With the coming of spring.
Its symbol is modesty,
Seeing it is an enchantment.
It has the exquisite charm
Of paradise flowers;
It slowly opens out
When we stroke it. |
Chorus |
Vioulèta, siès la pu bella dei flour,
Vioulèta, m’as fa descuerbiì l’amour,
Vioulèta, lou tiéu perfum es divin,
Vioulèta, siès sublima de matin,
Vioulèta, n’en plase es lou tiéu destin. | | Violet, you are the most beautiful among the flowers,
Violet, you make me discover love,
Violet, your scent is divine,
Violet, you are sublime in the morning,
Violet, to please is your destiny. |
2nd verse |
De la prima siès la messagièra,
Naisses quoura s’acaba l’iver,
À la bella sesoun printanièra
Venes abelì nouòstre univers.
Li filheta ti cuelhon en lu prat,
Una à una, pèr fa de massoun
Mé de gest prechis, delicat,
Ma sempre mé touplen d’emoucioun.
Damoun au firmamen,
Dintre d’un ciel seren,
Lu pichin angeloun
Canton aquela cansoun. | | Of spring you are the messenger,
You burst forth when ends winter,
At beautiful spring season
You come and beautify our universe.
Young girls pick you up in meadows,
One by one, to make bunches
With precise gestures, delicate,
But always with much emotion.
On high, in the firmament,
In a clear sky,
The little cherubs
Are singing this song. |
3rd verse |
Souta d’un bèu e gran clar de luna,
Jouanin rajougne Madaloun.
An lou couòr trafit pèr fourtuna
Pèr la saèta de Cupidoun.
Lou galant a pourgiat de vioulèta
À l’estre que fa lou siéu bouònur
E pauvat sus li siéui labreta
Un baià passiounat cast e pur.
Lu doui jouve amourous,
Lou mourrin radious,
Si tenon pèr la man
E souguignon en cantan. | | By beautiful and great moonlight,
John rejoins Magdalen.
Their heart is pierced fortunately
By Cupid’s arrow.
The lover gave violets
To the being making his happiness
And lays on the small lips
A chaste and pure passionate kiss.
The two young lovers,
Face radiant,
Are holding each other by the hand
And smile while singing. |
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