Leaving aside the (now annoying?) Rhetoric pro-Occitan, putting aside the grotesque fact that the text was the site of the "movement Young Po ", which continues to have problems of identity, declaring-Celtic-Germanic-Communard Occitan (the hilarious site, which takes pride in its graphics, Alberto da Giussano and Mel Gibson in the role of William Wallace, all topped off with a uncial really out of place), going beyond the 'affaire Ferretti, of which I have already written in another time and another place, it remains a very good poem.
Occitan (Giovanni Lindo Ferretti)
my Beyond the ridge, from which you can see the sea,
autumn and in spring the sun rises the smell of
gardens, the sound of short
a taste of balance, measuring
"mezura" that does not last.
dispirited in the evening between the echoes of pain
and songs of prayer is
L'Occitane, which is still desperate.
Occitan: women, knights, troubadours
the Cathars, the courts of love.
my Beyond the ridge, from which you can see the sea,
autumn and in spring the sun rises
the smell of the gardens, the sound of short
taste balance, measuring
"mezura" that does not last.
Soldiers who ask:
-any Cathar how to distinguish a good Christian? -
Simon de Montfort,
commander of the King included the Pope for the first crusade,
answers: -Kill them all: God recognizes his-
said. Done. Killed them all.
Occitans occis tous.
my Beyond the ridge, from which you can see the sea,
autumn and in spring the sun rises
the smell of the gardens, the sound of short
a taste of balance, measuring
"mezura" that does not last.
The night swallows the evening,
touching the pink, almost lavender
the lily with the cross of Lorraine in Rome
massacres here and commands:
s'osi not live, if no repentance in obedience
indulgence.
Woe to the women they serve
give birth in pain, woe to those who defend
and woe, woe to anyone who surrenders.
Monsegur year 1244.
Occitans occis tous,
Burn the Occitan: older women living dead children
wounded, sick and healthy.
Burn the Occitan!
and still not be much:
it muddy memory,
wrong matter.
The mud is earth,
buds and blooms history
my Beyond the ridge, from which you can see the sea,
autumn and in spring the sun rises
the smell of the gardens, the sound of short
a taste of balance, measuring
"mezura" that does not last.
night swallows the evening
touched the rose, sour honey
women of Israel in their heart dispirited
know that it's bad, bad goes to worse
know already that diaspora
becomes Shoah.
that the crematory ovens are the progress of the fires.
The crematoria are the progress of the fires.
But my side of the ridge, from which you can see the sea,
autumn and in spring the sun rises
the smell of the gardens, the sound of the courts
a taste of balance, measuring
"mezura" that does not last.
dispirited in the evening between the echoes of pain
and songs of prayer is
L'Occitane, which is still desperate.
E 'L'Occitane, which is still desperate.
Brief annotated collection of websites:
- Review of the album, "Litany" Blog Songwriters where Ferretti says his "Occitan".
- sull'Occitania Wikipedia page.
- Wikipedia page on Cathars and the Albigensian Crusade .
- Text Dialogus miraculorum (Book V, Chapter XXI) of Heisterbach of Cesario, in Latin and translated into Italian , speaking Albigensian heresy, here is the phrase " CAED eos! novelty here Dominus enim eius sunt ! "Ferretti which translates as:" Kill them all : God recognizes his .
Annoying addendum: the Italian translation of the song to Cesario that I have reported is quite a slut, being made English. I apologize.
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