Aubade for soprano and five instruments.

Words taken from a French aube of the 12th or 13th century (anon).

 

Quant voi l'aube du jour venir,

Nulle rien ne doi tant hair;

Qu'elle fait de moi departir

Mon ami que j'aim par amour.

Or ne he rien tant com le jour,

Ami, qui me depart de vous.

 

When I see the dawn of the day approach,

There is nothing I hate so much;

For it takes from me

My lover, my dearest love.

I hate nothing so much as the daylight,

My Love, which separates me from you. 

(Translation by George Nicholson)