Kalenda maya!

Maya Calendar!

Kalenda maya!

Maya calendarKalenda maya
no fuel of fireni fuelhs de faya
no song of birds nor flowers of gloryni chanz d'auzelh ni flors de glaya
it's not that I play,non es que m·playa,
for you, lady of grace,pros domna glaya,
just that a swift messenger cametro qu'un ysnelh messatgier aya
from your beautiful body, that caught my eyedel vostre belh cors, que·m retraya
new pleasure that love draws me in,plazer novelh qu'amors m'atraya,
and joye jaya
and it pulls mee·m traya
to you, true lady;vas vos, domna veraya;
and it hurtse chaya
of jealousy,de playa
before it tears me apart.·l gelos, ans que·m n'estraya.

My beautiful friend,Ma belh'amia,
for God's sake don't letper Dieu no sia
jealousy ruin my joy;que ia·l gelos de mon dan ria;
for it would comeque car vendria
with its jealousy,sa gelozia,
if such two lovers were to part;si aitals dos amans partia;
for I would be joyful but not anymore,qu'ieu ja joyos mais no seria,
if joy without you wouldn’t hold me;no jois ses vos pro no·m tenria;
such a waytal via
would I make,faria,
that one would no longer see me;qu'om ia mais no·m veiria;
that dayselh dia
I would die,morria,
good lady, for I would lose you.donna pros, qu'ieu·s perdria.