Blaison du beau tétin (Clément Janequin)
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Title: Blaison du beau tétin
Composer: Clément Janequin
Lyricist: Clément Marot , Épigrammes, 1535
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Chanson
Language: French
Instruments: A cappella
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Original text and translations
French text Blaison du Beau Tetin
Tetin refaict, plus blanc qu'un oeuf,
Tetin de satin blanc tout neuf,
Tetin qui fait honte à la rose,
Tetin plus beau que nulle chose ;
Tetin dur, non pas Tetin, voyre,
Mais petite boule d'Ivoire,
Au milieu duquel est assise
Une fraize ou une cerise,
Que nul ne voit, ne touche aussi,
Mais je gaige qu'il est ainsi.
Tetin donc au petit bout rouge
Tetin qui jamais ne se bouge,
Soit pour venir, soit pour aller,
Soit pour courir, soit pour baller.
Tetin gauche, tetin mignon,
Tousjours loing de son compaignon,
Tetin qui porte temoignaige
Du demourant du personnage.
Quand on te voit il vient à mainctz
Une envie dedans les mains
De te taster, de te tenir ;
Mais il se faut bien contenir
D'en approcher, bon gré ma vie,
Car il viendroit une aultre envie.
O tetin ni grand ni petit,
Tetin meur, tetin d'appetit,
Tetin qui nuict et jour criez
Mariez moy tost, mariez !
...
A bon droict heureux on dira
Celluy qui de laict t'emplira,
Faisant d'un tetin de pucelle
Tetin de femme entiere et belle.
English translation
Portrait of the nice tit
O plump tit, whiter than an egg,
tit of brand new white velvet,
tit that makes the rose ashamed,
tit nicer than anything;
hard tit, not even a tit
but a small ivory ball,
in the middle of which a cherry
or a strawberry is sitting.
that nobody can see or touch
but I bet it is like that.
Tit with a small red end,
Tit that never moves,
neither coming, nor going,
neither running, nor dancing.
O left tit, o little tit,
always far from your companion,
Tit that bears witness
of its possessor and her personality.
When one sees you, a desire
comes to his hands
of touching you, of holding you;
But one had better refrain
from getting near, for his life's sake,
because another desire will then grow.
O tit, neither small, nor large
brown tit, tit of appetite
tit that cries night and day:
"Marry me soon, do!"
The one would really tell himself happy
who will fill you with milk,
making a maiden's tit
a whole and beautiful woman's tit.