A lonely bard wandering across the lands am I   Singing dancing finding answers to every why   The taverns are full and one crosses my path, too   I just might reward myself with a beer or two      This inn the place of many romantic tales   On the loft women offer their sales   But my eyes they catch a girl beat by everyone   A slave she is but for me a rose undone      Hear me sing   Watch me dance   Play that lute of thine   And share with me this dance      As she danced my eyes began to shine   There she was the maiden so divine   How could I approach her with my outlook so poor   Her beauty being much more than I could endure      So I asked if I could sing a chanson   With a language of ancient and of lore   Gathered the men around us me and the girl in rags   Soon were the melodies heard by everyone      Hear us sing   Watch us dance   Sing with us this tale   With a clap of hands      The stories long-forgotten we still know   Performing our skills wherever we go   I end my story as I receive a kiss   From my girl the dearest Beatrice      Hear us sing   Watch us dance   Sing with us the tales   Which the music will keep alive