Tu disoys que j'en mourroys (Claudin de Sermisy)

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Title: Tu disoys que j'en mourroys
Composer: Claudin de Sermisy

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SecularChanson

Language: French
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1530 in Vingt et neuf chansons musicales à quatre parties (Pierre Attaingnant), no. 3
    2nd published: 1535 in Il primo libro de le canzoni franzese (Ottaviano Scotto), no. 8
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Original text and translations

French.png French text

(modernized)
Tu disais que j’en mourrais,
Menteuse que tu es.

Ta mère n’en mourut pas ;
Je ferai fourbir mon bas
Si je ne suis mariée.

Voire, voire, voire, tu l’as dit,
Tu disais que j’en mourrais.

Je n’aimerai jamais grand homme,
J’aimerais mieux un petit homme :
Le petit serre de près.

Voire, voire, voire, tu l’as dit,
Tu disais que j’en mourrais,
Menteuse que tu es.

English.png English translation

You said it would make me die,
And that’s a big fat lie!

It’s not like your mama died :
I'll go out and buck and ride
If I don’t marry some guy.

You did, you did, you did so say it!
You said it would make me die.

I will never love a big man,
Better to love a little man:
The small ones really try.

You did, you did, you did so say it!
You said it would make me die,
And that’s a big fat lie!

Translation by Thomas Daughton