Chatterbox, Who Always Come

Poem by Jean-Antoine De Baïf Period 16th century

Chatterbox, who always come
To trouble sleep and dreaming
That makes me happy and content,
Chattering swallow, be quiet.

Chattering swallow, do you want
Me with my sharpened lime twigs
To make you fall from your nest?
Chattering swallow, be quiet.

Chattering swallow, do you want
Me to cut your wing and beak
And make you worse than Tereus?
Chattering swallow, be quiet.

If you won’t be silent, believe me,
I will avenge myself on your cries,
Punishing either you or yours.
Chattering swallow, be quiet.

Cry against those who, happy
In love, awake, to their heart’s content
Take pleasure from their beauty.
Chattering swallow, be quiet.

Don’t be curious about me
Who can only enjoy while sleeping
And am only happy while dreaming
Chattering swallow, be quiet.

Jean-Antoine de Baïf

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