Une cérémonie de Noël

Translations © by Guy Laffaille

Song Cycle by (Edward) Benjamin Britten (1913 - 1976)

Word count: 878
Original language: A Ceremony of Carols
1. Procession  [sung text checked 1 time]
Today Christ is born;
Today the Saviour has appeared;
Today the angels sing,
The archangels rejoice,
Today the righteous rejoice, saying:
Glory be to God in the highest.
Alleluia!

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1. Procession
Aujourd'hui le Christ est né ;
Aujourd'hui le Sauveur est apparu ;
Aujourd'hui les anges chantent,
Les archanges se réjouissent,
Aujourd'hui les justes se réjouissent, en disant :
Gloire à Dieu, au plus haut,
Alléluia !

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"Procession" = "Procession"
"Recession" = "Récession"


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2. Wolcum Yole!  [sung text checked 1 time]
Wolcum, Wolcum,
Wolcum be thou hevenè king. 
Wolcum Yole!
Wolcum, born in one morning. 
Wolcum for whom we sall sing!

Wolcum be ye Stevene and Jon. 
Wolcum Innocentes every one.
Wolcum, Thomas marter one. 
Wolcum, be ye, Good Newe Yere.
Wolcum Twelfth Day both in fere,
Wolcum, seintes lefe and dere, 
Wolcum Yole! 

Candelmesse, Quene of bliss. 
Wolcum bothe to more and lesse.
Wolcum be ye that are here.
Wolcum Yole! 
Wolcum alle and make good cheer. 
Wolcum alle another yere.
Wolcum Yole! Wolcum!

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2. Bienvenue Noël !
Bienvenue, bienvenue,
Bienvenue à toi, le roi des cieux.
Bienvenue Noël !
Bienvenue à celui qui est né ce matin,
Bienvenue, pour qui nous allons chanter !

Bienvenue à vous Étienne et Jean.
Bienvenue aux innocents, à tous,
Bienvenue, Thomas, le martyr,
Bienvenue à toi, bonne nouvelle année,
Bienvenue, douzième jour, presque ici,
Bienvenue, Saints, aimés et chers,
Bienvenue Noël !

Chandeleur, reine du bonheur,
Bienvenue grands et petits,
Bienvenue à vous qui êtes ici,
Bienvenue Noël !
Bienvenue à tous et faites bonne chère,
Bienvenue à tous en la nouvelle année,
Bienvenue Noël !

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3. There is no rose  [sung text checked 1 time]
There is no rose of such virtue
As is the rose that bare Jesu:
Alleluya.

For in this rose contained was
Heaven and earth in little space:
Res miranda1.

By that rose we may well see
That he is God in [person]2 three:
Pari forma3.

The angels sung the shepherds to:
"Gloria in excelsis Deo",
Gaudeamus3.

Leave we all this worldly mirth,
And follow we this joyful birth:
Transeamus.

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1 Res miranda = thing of wonder.
2 Maconchy: "persons"
3 Pari forma = Equal in form.
4 Gaudeamus = Let us rejoice.

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3. 
Il n'y a pas de rose d'une telle vertu
Que la rose qui a porté Jésus :
Alléluia.

Car dans cette rose étaient contenus
Le ciel et la terre dans un petit espace :
Chose miraculeuse.

Par cette rose nous pouvons bien voir
Qu'il est Dieu en trois personnes :
De forme semblable.

Les anges ont chanté aux bergers :
Gloire à Dieu au plus haut,
Réjouisson-nous.

Quittons toute cette joie terrestre
Et suivons cette joyeuse naissance :
Allons.

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4a. That yongë child  [sung text checked 1 time]
That yongë child when it gan weep
With song she lulled him asleep;
That was so sweet a melody
It passèd alle minstrelsy.
The nightingalë sang also:
Her song is hoarse and nought thereto:
Whoso attendeth to her song
And leaveth the first then doth he wrong.

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4a. Ce jeune enfant
Ce jeune enfant quand il pleurait,
Avec un chant elle le berçait pour l'endormir ;
C'était une mélodie si douce
Qu'elle dépassait tous les ménestrels.
Le rossignol chantait aussi :
Son chant est enroué et faible devant lui :
Celui qui l'entend
Et quitte le premier chant agit mal.

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4b. Balulalow  [sung text checked 1 time]
O my deir hert, young Jesus sweit,
Prepare thy creddil in my spreit,
And I sall rock thee in my hert
And never mair from thee depart.

But I sall praise thee evermoir
With sangis sweit unto thy gloir;
The knees of my heart sall I bow,
And sing that richt Balulalow!

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Note: freely adapted from stanzas 13 and 14 of Martin Luther's text.

Ronald Beckett's setting uses a slightly modernized form of the text as follows:

O my dear heart, young Jesu sweet,
Prepare thy cradle in my spreit,
And I sall rock thee in my heart,
And never mair from thee depart.

But I sall praise thee evermore.
With sangis sweet unto thy gloir;
The knees of my heart sall I bow,
And sing that richt Balulalow.

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by The brothers Wedderburn (James, John and Robert) (flourished 1548)
4b. Berceuse
Ô mon cher cœur, doux petit Jésus,
Prépare ta crèche dans mon esprit,
Et je te bercerai dans mon cœur
Et plus jamais je ne te quitterai.

mais je te louerai toujours
Avec des chants doux à ta gloire ;
Je plierai les genoux de mon cœur,
Et je chanterai cette berceuse !

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5. As dew in Aprille  [sung text checked 1 time]
I sing of a maiden 
that is makèles1:
King of all kings 
to her son she ches2.

He came al so stille 
there his moder was,
As dew in Aprille 
that falleth on the grass.

He came al so stille 
to his moder bour3,
As dew in Aprille 
that falleth on the flour4.

He came al so stille 
there his moder lay,
As dew in Aprille 
that falleth on the spray.

Moder and mayden 
was never none but she;
Well may such a lady 
Goddes moder be.

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1 matchless
2 chose
3 bower
4 flower

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5. Comme la rosée en avril
Je chante une jeune fille
qui est sans égale :
Le roi des rois
comme fils elle choisit.

Il vint si doucement,
là où sa mère était,
comme la rosée en avril
qui tombe sur l'herbe.

Il vint si doucement,
vers la petite maison de sa mère,
comme la rosée en avril
qui tombe sur la fleur.

Il vint si doucement,
là où sa mère était allongée,
comme la rosée en avril
qui tombe sur la branche.

Mère et vierge,
il n'y jamais d'autre qu'elle ;
Une telle dame peut bien
Être la mère de Dieu.

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6. This little babe  [sung text checked 1 time]
This little Babe so few days old 
is come to rifle Satan's fold;
all hell doth at his presence quake 
though he himself for cold do shake;
for in this weak unarmèd wise 
the gates of hell he will surprise.

With tears he fights and wins the field, 
his naked breast stands for a shield;
his battering shot are babish cries, 
his arrows looks of weeping eyes,
his martial ensigns Cold and Need 
and feeble Flesh his warrior's steed.

His camp is pitchèd in a stall, 
his bulwark but a broken wall;
the crib his trench, haystacks his stakes; 
of shepherds he his muster makes;
and thus, as sure his foe to wound,
the angels' trump alarum sound.

My soul, with Christ join thou in fight, 
stick to the tents that he hath pight.
Within his crib is surest ward, 
this little Babe will be thy guard.
If thou wilt foil thy foes with joy, 
then flit not from this heavenly Boy.

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by Robert Southwell (1561? - 1595)
6. Ce petit bébé
Ce petit bébé âgé de si peu de jours
est venu pour mettre à bas la demeure de Satan ;
tout l'enfer en sa présence tremble ;
bine que lui-même il tremble de froid ;
car dans sa sagesse faible et désarmée
il va surprendre les portes de l'enfer.

Avec des larmes il lutte et gagne le combat,
sa poitrine nue sert de bouclier ;
ses canons sont ses cris de bébé,
ses flèches sont les regards d'yeux en larmes,
ses emblèmes martiales sont le Froid et le dénuement,
et la chair faible est sa monture de guerrier.

Son camp est établi dans une étable,
son rempart est un mur brisé :
la crèche est sa tranchée, les meules de foin ses pieux,
des bergers il fait sa troupe :
et ainsi sûre de blesser l'ennemi
la trompette des anges sonne l'alarme.

Mon âme, joins-toi au Christ dans la bataille,
les tentes qu'il a dressées,
Dans sa crèche est le quartier le plus sûr,
ce petit bébé sera ton gardien.
Si tu veux tes ennemis joyeusement,
alors ne t'éloigne pas de ce divin garçon.

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7. Interlude (Harp Solo)  [sung text not yet checked]
— Tacet —

7.
PLACEHOLDER
8. In freezing winter night  [sung text checked 1 time]
Behold, a silly tender babe in freezing winter night,
In homely manger trembling lies; alas, a piteous sight!

The inns are full, no man will yield this little pilgrim bed.
But forced he is with silly beasts, in crib to shroud his head.

This stable is a Prince's court, this crib his chair of State;
The beasts are parcel of his pomp, this wooden dish his plate.

The persons in that poor attire his royal liveries wear;
The Prince himself is come from Heav'n; this pomp is prizèd there.

With joy approach o Christian wight, do homage to thy King;
And highly praise his humble pomp, which he from Heav'n doth bring.

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by Robert Southwell (1561? - 1595)
8. Dans une nuit glaciale d'hiver
Regardez, un bébé tendre et frêle dans une nuit glaciale d'hiver,
Dans une mangeoire ordinaire est étendu tremblant : hélas, quel triste spectacle !

Les auberges sont pleines, personne ne veut abandonner son lit à ce petit pèlerin.
Ainsi il est forcé de rester avec les humbles bêtes, dans une mangeoire d'ensevelir sa tête.

Cette étable est une cour de prince, cette crèche son trône ;
Les bêtes font partie de sa pompe, ce plat en bois est sa vaisselle.

Les personnes dans ces pauvres habits portent sa livrée royale ;
Le prince lui-même est venu du ciel ; cette pompe est appréciée ici.

Avec joie, approche, ô être chrétien , rends hommage à ton Roi ;
Et loue hautement son humble pompe qu'il apporte du ciel.

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9. Spring carol  [sung text not yet checked]
Pleasure it is
To hear, iwis,
The Birdès sing.
The deer in the dale,
The sheep in the vale,
The corn springing.
God’s purveyance
For sustenance,
It is for man.
Then we always
To give him praise,
And thank him than,
And thank him than.

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by William Cornish (d. 1523)
9. Chant de printemps
C'est un plaisir
D'entendre, c'est vrai,
Les oiseaux chanter,
Le cerf dans le vallon,
Les moutons dans la vallée,
Le blé qui pousse,
La prévoyance de Dieu
Pour nourriture
C'est pour l'homme.
Alors toujours nous
Chantons ses louanges,
Et le remercions ainsi,
Et le remercions ainsi.

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10. Deo gracias  [sung text checked 1 time]
[Adam lay ybounden]1,
Bounden in a bond,
Four thousand winter
Thought he not too long;

And all was for an apple,
An apple that he took,
As clerkës finden
Written in their book.

Né had [one]2 apple taken been,
The apple taken been,
Né had never Our Lady
A been Heaven's Queen.

Blessèd be the time
That apple takèn was.
Therefore we moun singen:
Deo gratias!

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1 Britten: "Deo gracias! Deo gracias!/ Adam lay ybounden"
2 Ireland: "the"

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by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
10. Grâces soient rendues à Dieu
Adam était lié,
Lié par un lien,
Quatre mille hivers
Qu'il n'a pas pensé être trop longs.

Et tout vint d'une pomme,
Une pomme qu'il prit,
Comme les clercs ont trouvé
Écrit dans leurs livres.

Si jamais cette pomme n'avait pas été prise,
Si la pomme n'avait pas été prise,
Jamais Notre Dame n'aurait
Été reine des cieux.

Bénie soit l'heure
où cette pomme fut prise,
Donc nous pouvons chanter :
Grâces soient rendues à Dieu !

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11. Recession  [sung text checked 1 time]
Today Christ is born;
Today the Saviour has appeared;
Today the angels sing,
The archangels rejoice,
Today the righteous rejoice, saying:
Glory be to God in the highest.
Alleluia!

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by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
11. Récession
Aujourd'hui le Christ est né ;
Aujourd'hui le Sauveur est apparu ;
Aujourd'hui les anges chantent,
Les archanges se réjouissent,
Aujourd'hui les justes se réjouissent, en disant :
Gloire à Dieu, au plus haut,
Alléluia !

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"Procession" = "Procession"
"Recession" = "Récession"


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