Classic Poem

I

That the God who made the air, fire, earth, the sea,
and that we may live felt death bitter bite,
gives the holy Paradise, so worthy to be loved,
to all who will hear my poem without saying wrong!

II

The topic I want to discuss is the Puglia
and the king of Sicily, God makes prosperous!
Who in heaven wants to sow the seed of salvation
go help this mighty king so worthy of esteem.

III

The mighty king was count of Anjou and Provence,
and it is the king's son, brother of the King of France
It is clear he does not want to make a god of his belly,
he who exposes his body to save his soul.

IV

Take care, big and small:
once we are born and came into the world,
we have little to live, I learned well;
much less when we bleached.

V

Win Paradise when we can do it;
do not wait until the lock is locked.
The soul it deserves as soon as the body earth
the award, there is nothing more to do.

VI

God gives Paradise to those who love him:
who does not want the help of what grieving.
There against the king too Aumont, of Agolant;
King called Charles, but lacks a Roland.

VII

Saint Andre knew the value of Paradise
walking martyrdom to be crucified
Do not expect the death connects us:
we really would have died if this gift was missing.

VIII

This world is not a world is a battlefield,
but we, with wines, dishes, we fight;
Let us pass the time without putting hands dirty,
We are mortgaging our souls, we debts.

IX

When to pay, how the soul does pay,
since the body reap nor sown at the discretion of God?
If God and the sweet lady are not guarantors,
it will have to stay in the eternal flames.

X

Sinners go to Rome to confess,
leaving at the same time have their, their homes,
and only for a penance bad deal!
They go a little further, their sins will be remitted.

XI

Very foolish, very bad that began this journey
to escape the fire that burns forever;
wretched conscience, not the resume;
Paradise it is little, if this case does not touch.

XII

Noble Count of Poitiers, God and His sweet Mother
give you the holy and great Paradis clear joy!
You showed Charles a loyal brotherly love;
you are not the slave of Lust miser.

XIII

You spend your money, you have already done;
you show much in need that you are his friend.
If everyone on his side there was put in this way,
Charles would now fewer enemies.

XIV

Pray for King Charles: it is for our salvation;
for God and the Holy Church he put hazardous situation.
Let us pray Jesus Christ to be successful
it began and maintain his army.

XV

Prelates, not grunt to pay the tenth,
but pray Jesus Christ he thinks to pay your debt;
because if your prayer has no effect soon know it,
you draw on your own property, you can always barking.