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? Decapella
(fl.1545 - 1550)
En tour la fête Saint Martin
(S.A.T.B. (or A.T.T.B.))
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Pub. 1549. This edition is offered at original pitch (high chiavette) for S.A.T.B. or transposed down a fourth for A.T.T.B.
Lyrics: Anon
En tour la fête Saint Martin,
Jenin fit tuer son porceau;
Et le fouailler, au fin matin,
De paille ardente à gros morceaux.
Sa femme après dans son grand seau
Les tripes mit. Elle va loin,
Disant: "Pour le friand morceau
J'aurai l'andouille et vous le groin".
So when St Martin's Day comes round,
Jenin has his pig slaughtered;
And, at the morning's end, sears it
With smouldering straw, in large gobbetts.
After this, his wife puts the tripe
In her large pail. Then she walks away,
Saying: "For the choice bit
I'll have the chitterlings and you'll have the snout".
En tour la fête Saint Martin,
Jenin fit tuer son porceau;
Et le fouailler, au fin matin,
De paille ardente à gros morceaux.
Sa femme après dans son grand seau
Les tripes mit. Elle va loin,
Disant: "Pour le friand morceau
J'aurai l'andouille et vous le groin".
So when St Martin's Day comes round,
Jenin has his pig slaughtered;
And, at the morning's end, sears it
With smouldering straw, in large gobbetts.
After this, his wife puts the tripe
In her large pail. Then she walks away,
Saying: "For the choice bit
I'll have the chitterlings and you'll have the snout".