Pourquoi pleurer? Pourquoi vous dire ma...
Language: French (Français)
Pourquoi pleurer? Pourquoi vous dire ma tristesse?
Car vraiment peu vous importe si je vous aime.
Est-ce pour implorer un adieu plus tendre? est-ce
Pour sentir le Passé toujours vivre en vous même?
Ma tristesse est le châtiment de ma folie
Amère bue à la splendeur de vos prunelles;
Voici qu'il faut briser le lien qui nous lie.
Entrer dès aujourd'hui dans l'absence éternelle.
C'est pourquoi je pleure et suis si triste, chère âme;
Aussi triste qu'hier au soir où nous pleurâmes
Presque, où les angoisses du départ nous émurent.
Bientôt vous dormirez en la Ville lointaine
Et je n'entendrai plus sous les lourdes ramures
Que la plainte très monotone des fontaines.
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Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable): - ENG English (Faith J. Cormier) , title 1: "Why cry? Why tell you my sorrow?", 2004, copyright © 2004 by Faith J. Cormier, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Why cry? Why tell you my sorrow?
Language: English after the French (Français)
Why cry? Why tell you my sorrow?
It doesn't really matter to you that I love you.
Am I begging for a kinder farewell? Do I want
to feel the past forever alive in you?
My sorrow is the punishment of my folly,
bitter draft before the splendor of your eyes.
Today I must break the tie between us,
entering eternal absence.
That is why I weep and I so sorrowful, dear soul,
as sad as last night when we almost wept,
when the anguish of departure moved us.
Soon you'll be sleeping in a distant city
and all I will hear 'neath the heavy branches
is the fountains' monotonous lay.
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Based on- a text in French (Français) by Charles Guérin (1873 - 1907)
- This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Joseph Guy Marie Ropartz. Go to the text.
Text added to the website: 2004-01-11.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:02:02
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