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Adieu ces bon vins de Lannoys, Adieu dames, adieu borgois, Adieu celle que tant amoye, Adieu toute playssante joye, Adieu tout compaignons galois. Je m'en vois tout arquant des nois Car je ne truis feves ne pois, Dont bien souvent au cuer m'ennoye. Adieu ces bon vins de Lannoys, Adieu dames, adieu borgois, Adieu celle que tant amoye. De moy serés par plusieurs fois Regretés par dedans les bois Ou il n'y a sentier ne voye; Puis ne scaray que faire doye, Se je ne crie a haute vois : Adieu ces bon vins de Lannoys, Adieu dames, adieu borgois, Adieu celle que tant amoye, Adieu toute playssante joye, Adieu tout compaignons galois.
Stanza 1, line 1, passim.: Lannoys could stand for Laonnais, that is, the region of Laon; but there is also a city called Lannoy very close to Roubaix.
Stanza 2, line 1: one recording has "cerquant" instead of "tout arquant"
Text Authorship:
- possibly by Guillaume Dufay (c1400 - 1474) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Guillaume Dufay (c1400 - 1474), "Adieu ces bon vins de Lannoys" [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (David Wyatt) , "Farewell, you fine wines of Lannoys", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: Alberto Pedrotti
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 21
Word count: 112
Farewell, you fine wines of Laon, Farewell ladies, farewell townsfolk, Farewell she whom I loved so much, Farewell all pleasing joy, Farewell all bawdy companions. I'm off to shoot nuts Since I can't find beans or peas Of which I'm often bored, to tell the truth. Farewell, you fine wines of Laon, Farewell ladies, farewell townsfolk, Farewell she whom I loved so much. You will frequently by me Be missed, in the woods Where there is no track or way; Then I shall not know what to do, Unless to cry out in a loud voice: Farewell, you fine wines of Laon, Farewell ladies, farewell townsfolk, Farewell she whom I loved so much, Farewell all pleasing joy, Farewell all bawdy companions.
Translator's note for stanza 2, line 1: alternatively, "to look for nuts"
Text Authorship:
- Translation from French (Français) to English copyright © 2012 by David Wyatt, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in French (Français) possibly by Guillaume Dufay (c1400 - 1474)
This text was added to the website: 2012-05-22
Line count: 21
Word count: 121