Deus est ensi comme li pellicanz / Capilla Antigua de Chinchilla
Artiste: Capilla Antigua de Chinchilla, dirigé par José Ferrero
Album: Tristan's Harp - Arthurian medieval music
Compositeur: Thibaut de Champagne
God is like the pelican
who builds his nest in the tallest tree,
but whose chicks are killed by a wicked bird,
one who comes from below, so evil is he;
the father returns in anguish and distress,
he stabs himself with his beak, and his sorrowful blood at once returns his young to life.
God did the same, when he suffered his Passion:
with his sweet blood he rescued his children
from the Devil, whose might was too strong.
His reward is mean and slow in coming,
for indeed justice and mercy are no more,
and thus pride and deceit have the upper hand,
felony, treachery and arrogance.
Our situation now truly appears most perilous; and were it not for the example of those
who so love both to fight and to dispute –
that is, those clerics who have left their sermons to make war and to kill others –,
no man would ever now believe in God.
Our head is causing all our limbs to suffer,
and it is quite right that we make plaint to God;
he is charging the barons with great misdeeds, hindering them when any wishes to prove his worth; and there are many people to condemn,
those who know so well how to lie and deceive;
evil will be visited on them;
and he who seeks evil, will not want for evil.
He who pursues a lesser wrong as he is able, should not find a greater wrong within his heart.
Well should we look to the tale
of the battle between two dragons –
as is found in the book of the Britons –
that caused a great castle to fall to the ground:
it is this world that will be brought down
if God does not put an end to the battle.
The wisdom of Merlin is needed here
to foretell what the future will bring.
But the Antichrist is coming, that much you can tell from the clubs being wielded by our Foe.
Do you know who these vile, feuding birds are, they who are killing God and his children? Hypocrites, whose names have not been born. They are truly foul and stinking and evil;
with their false words they are murdering
all the simple folk who are God’s children.
The world is tottering because of these hypocrites; by St Peter, may evil befall them:
they have taken away joy, comfort and peace. They will carry a great burden in Hell.
Now we must serve and love God
and Our Lady, whom we must not forget,
and may she protect us for ever more
from the evil birds, who have venom in their beaks!
Album: Tristan's Harp - Arthurian medieval music
Compositeur: Thibaut de Champagne
God is like the pelican
who builds his nest in the tallest tree,
but whose chicks are killed by a wicked bird,
one who comes from below, so evil is he;
the father returns in anguish and distress,
he stabs himself with his beak, and his sorrowful blood at once returns his young to life.
God did the same, when he suffered his Passion:
with his sweet blood he rescued his children
from the Devil, whose might was too strong.
His reward is mean and slow in coming,
for indeed justice and mercy are no more,
and thus pride and deceit have the upper hand,
felony, treachery and arrogance.
Our situation now truly appears most perilous; and were it not for the example of those
who so love both to fight and to dispute –
that is, those clerics who have left their sermons to make war and to kill others –,
no man would ever now believe in God.
Our head is causing all our limbs to suffer,
and it is quite right that we make plaint to God;
he is charging the barons with great misdeeds, hindering them when any wishes to prove his worth; and there are many people to condemn,
those who know so well how to lie and deceive;
evil will be visited on them;
and he who seeks evil, will not want for evil.
He who pursues a lesser wrong as he is able, should not find a greater wrong within his heart.
Well should we look to the tale
of the battle between two dragons –
as is found in the book of the Britons –
that caused a great castle to fall to the ground:
it is this world that will be brought down
if God does not put an end to the battle.
The wisdom of Merlin is needed here
to foretell what the future will bring.
But the Antichrist is coming, that much you can tell from the clubs being wielded by our Foe.
Do you know who these vile, feuding birds are, they who are killing God and his children? Hypocrites, whose names have not been born. They are truly foul and stinking and evil;
with their false words they are murdering
all the simple folk who are God’s children.
The world is tottering because of these hypocrites; by St Peter, may evil befall them:
they have taken away joy, comfort and peace. They will carry a great burden in Hell.
Now we must serve and love God
and Our Lady, whom we must not forget,
and may she protect us for ever more
from the evil birds, who have venom in their beaks!