Moult sui de bonne heure née,
Quant je sui si bien amée
De mon doulz ami
Qu'il ha toute amour guerpi
Et son cuer à toute vée
Pour l'amour de mi.
Si que bonne Amour graci
Cent mille fois, qui
M'a si tres bien assenée
Que j'aim la fleur et le tri
De ce monde cy,
Sans part et sans decevrée,
Pour sa bonne renommée,
Qu'est cent fois de tous loée
Plus que je ne di,
Qui mon cuer ha si ravi
Qu'onques mais enamourée
Fame ne fu sy.

How very much was I under lucky stars conceived,
when so much good, good love
do I happily receive,
from my amazing lover
who ignores ev'ry other
and his heart completely leaves
for the love of me, for the love of me,
for the love of me.

I wanna tell it over and over
a hundred thousand times:
my lover has led me to believe
(and I DO believe,)
I really do believe that love is the flower
and the answer in this world,
my sister and brother.
Love does not deceive.

'Cause love is the flower and the answer
in this world, my sister and brother.
Love does not deceive.

In the name of love we can all believe.
Ev'ry one of us surely knows
just how good it feels,
to be with your lover,
who makes your heart so flutter
you never do recover.
Love is the way to be, the only way to be.

guillaume de machaut
adapted/translated by kitty brazelton

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