Il estoit une fillette (Clément Janequin)

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  • CPDL #14742:  Network.png
Editor: Christopher Shaw (submitted 2007-09-08).   Score information: A4, 6 pages   Copyright: Personal
Edition notes: Includes a keyboard reduction of the a cappella choral score. Please click on the link for preview/playback/PDF download.
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Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2005-08-30).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 30 kB   Copyright: Personal
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General Information

Title: Il estoit une fillette
Composer: Clément Janequin

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

Language: French
Instruments: A cappella

Published:

Description: Marriage of the original words with Attaignant's dance book arrangement of the tune.

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Original text and translations

French.png French text

Il estoit une fillette qui vouloit scavoir le jeu d'amours,
Ung jour qu'elle estoit seullette je luy en aprins deux ou trois tours,
Apres avoir senty le goust elle me dit en soubzriant
"Le premier coup me semble lour mais la fin me semble friant"
Je luy dis "vous me tentez", elle me dit "recommencez"
Je l'empoingne, je l'embrasse, je la fringue fort.
Elle crie "ne cessez", je luy dis "vous me gastez
Laissez moy, petite garse, vous avez grant tort."
Mais quant ce vint a sentir le doulx point
Vous l'eussiez veu mouvoir si doulcement
Que son las cueur luy tremble fort et poingt
Mais, Dieu mercy, c'estoit ung doulx tourment.

English.png English translation

There was a young girl who would know of the game of love.
One day when she was alone I taught her a trick or two.
After a taster she said to me, smiling,
"It's tough at the start, but the end seems pleasant to me"
I said to her "You tempt me!", she said "Begin again",
I grasp her, embrace her and frisk her briskly.
She cries "Don't stop", I say "I'm wrecked.
Leave me alone little one, you are doing wrong".
But when it came to the point,
you should have seen her move so gently
that her heart trembled and pained her but,
thank God, it was a sweet torment.