Chevalier Mult Estes Guariz
Chevalier, mult estes guariz
Quant Deu a vus fait sa clamur
Des Turs e des Amoraviz
Ki li unt fait tels deshenors
Cher a tort unt cez fieuz saisiz!
Bien en devums aveir dolur
Cher la fud Deu primes servi
E reconuu pur Segnuur
Ki ore irat od Loovis
Ja mar d’Enfern n’avarat pouur
Char s’alme en iert en Pareïs
Od les angles nostre Segnor
Pris est Rohais, ben le savez
Dunt Chrestïens sunt esmaïz
Les mustiers ars e desertez
Deus n’i est mais sacrifïez
Chivalers, cher vus purpensez?
Vus, ki d’armes estes preisez
A Celui voz cors presentez
Ki pur vus fut en cruiz drecez!
Ki ore irat od Loovis
Ja mar d’Enfern n’avarat pouur
Char s’alme en iert en Pareïs
Od les angles nostre Segnor
Pernez essample a Lodevis
Ki plus ad que vus n’avez
Riches reis e poëstiz
Sur tuz altres est curunez
Deguerpit ad e vair e gris
Chastels e viles e citez
Il est turnez a Celui
Ki pur nus fut en croiz penet
Ki ore irat od Loovis
Ja mar d’Enfern n’avarat pouur
Char s’alme en iert en Pareïs
Od les angles nostre Segnor
Deus livrat Sun cors a Judeus
Pur metre nus fors de prisun
Plaies li firent en cinc lieus
Que mort suffrit e passïun
Ore vus mande que Chaneleus
E la gent Sanguin, li felun
Mult li unt fait des vilains jeus
Ore lur rendez lur guerredum!
Ki ore irat od Loovis
Ja mar d’Enfern n’avarat pouur
Char s’alme en iert en Pareïs
Od les angles nostre Segnor
Le Filz Deus al Creatur
A Rohais estre ad mis un jorn
La serunt salf li pecceür!
Ki bien ferrunt pur s’amur
Irunt en cel besoin servir
Pur la vengance Deu furnir
Cher la fud Deu primes servi
E reconuu pur Segnuur
Ki ore irat od Loovis
Ja mar d’Enfern n’avarat pouur
Char s’alme en iert en Pareïs
Od les angles nostre Segnor
Alum conquere Moïses
Ki gist el munt de Sinaï!
A Saragins ne·l laisum mais
Ne la verge dunt il partid
La Roge Mer tut ad un fais
Quant le grant Pople le seguit
E Pharaon revint après
El e li suon furent perit
Ki ore irat od Loovis
Ja mar d'enfern avrat pouur
Char s'alme en iert en Pareïs
Od les angles nostre Segnor
Knight, You Are Very Wounded
Knight, you are very wounded
When God made his call to you
Of the Turks and the Amoravids
Who have caused him such dishonor
They have wrongly seized these lands!
We should truly feel sorrow
For God was first served
And recognized as Lord
He who will now be angry with Louis
Will never have fear of Hell
For his soul will be in Paradise
With the angels of our Lord
Rohais is captured, you know it well
Where Christians are dismayed
The monasteries burned and deserted
God is no longer worshipped there
Knights, do you think about it?
You, who are esteemed in arms
Present your bodies to Him
Who was crucified for you!
He who will now be angry with Louis
Will never have fear of Hell
For his soul will be in Paradise
With the angels of our Lord
Take example from Lodevis
Who has more than you have
Rich kings and poets
He is crowned above all others
He has abandoned ermine and gray
Castles and towns and cities
He has turned to Him
Who was pierced for us on the cross
He who will now be angry with Louis
Will never have fear of Hell
For his soul will be in Paradise
With the angels of our Lord
God delivered His body to the Jews
To free us from prison
They inflicted wounds on Him in five places
He suffered death and passion
Now I command you, Chaneleus
And the Sanguin people, the wicked
They have played many vile games with Him
Now give them back their war!
He who will now be angry with Louis
Will never have fear of Hell
For his soul will be in Paradise
With the angels of our Lord
The Son of God to the Creator
Was sent to Rohais one day
The sinners will be saved there!
Who will act well for His love
Will go to serve in that need
To fulfill God's vengeance
For God was first served
And recognized as Lord
He who will now be angry with Louis
Will never have fear of Hell
For his soul will be in Paradise
With the angels of our Lord
Moses conquered the mountain
That lies on Mount Sinai!
We will not leave it to the Saracens
Nor the rod from which he parted
The Red Sea all at once
When the great People followed him
And Pharaoh came after
He and his were lost
He who will now be angry with Louis
Will never have fear of Hell
For his soul will be in Paradise
With the angels of our Lord