![]() A troubador |
Rutebeuf is the “nom de guerre” of a French trouvère (troubador). His true name is not known, but he probably was born in Champagne about 1230 and died around 1285.
Quite a lot of his writings have survived and you can see them in the original mediaeval French on the French Wikisource
Rutebeuf seems to have been quite a character. His songs contain many references to his poverty, though it is quite clear from other things he writes about that he received commissions to write from some very influential people. One of Rutebeuf’s problems seems to have been that he was addicted to gambling.
I first came across the name Rutebeuf in a song called Pauvre Rutebeuf recorded by Joan Baez in 1965. In a fit of nostalgia I downloaded the song from iTunes this morning. The song was put together by a French singer/song writer called Léo Ferré from extracts of various of the troubador’s songs, which he translated into modern French, well sort of.
Here it is.
| 1 Que sont mes amis devenus Que j’avais de si près tenus Et tant aimés? Ils ont été trop clairsemés Je crois le vent les a ôtés L’amour est morte. Ce sont amis que vent emporte Et il ventait devant ma porte Les emporta. |
2 Avec le temps qu’arbre défeuille Quand il ne reste en branche feuille Qui n’aille à terre Avec pauvreté qui m’atterre Qui de partout me fait la guerre Au temps d’hiver. Ne convient pas que vous raconte Comment je me suis mis à honte En quelle manière. |
| 3 Que sont mes amis devenus Que j’avais de si près tenus Et tant aimés? Ils ont été trop clairsemés Je crois le vent les a ôtés L’amour est morte. Le mal ne sait pas seul venir Tout ce qui m’était à venir M’est avenu. |
4 Pauvre sens et pauvre mémoire M’a Dieu donné le roi de gloire Et pauvre rente Et droit au cul quand bise vente Le vent me vient le vent m’évente L’amour est morte Ce sont amis que vent emporte Et il ventait devant ma porte Les emporta. |
| 5 L’espérance de lendemain Ce sont mes fêtes. |
You can hear Joan Baez singing the song on YouTube. She switches the text around a bit and doesn’t sing the last two lines


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