by Paul Verlaine (1844 - 1896)
Translation © by Jordyn Elizabeth Beranek

Les ingénus
Language: French (Français) 
Available translation(s): ENG GER
Les hauts talons luttaient avec les longues jupes,
En sorte que, selon le terrain et le vent,
Parfois luisaient des bas de jambes, trop souvent 
Interceptés ! -- Et nous aimions ce jeu de dupes.

Parfois aussi le dard d'un insecte jaloux
Inquiétait le col des belles sous les branches,
Et c'étaient des éclairs soudains des nuques blanches,
Et ce regal comblait nos jeunes yeux de fous.

Le soir tombait, un soir equivoque d'automne :
Les belles se pendant rêveuses à nos bras,
Dirent alors des mots si spéciaux, tout bas,
Que notre âme, depuis ce temps, tremble et s'étonne.

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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • ENG English [singable] (Nita Cox) , "Youthful lovers", first published 1904
  • ENG English (Jordyn Elizabeth Beranek) , "Young lovers", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , "Die Arglosen", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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Young lovers
Language: English  after the French (Français) 
High heels struggled with long skirts,
so that, depending on the terrain and the wind,
sometimes a bit of the ankle flashed,
too often intercepted! and we loved this fool’s game.

Sometimes also the sting of a jealous insect worried
the beautiful neck under the branches,
and then there were sudden flashes
of white necks and so regal, filled our young crazy eyes.

The night fell, a clear autumn night;
the beautiful ones, dreaming while in our arms,
said then words so special, so low, that our soul
since that time trembled and surprised itself.

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