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Les lilas qui avaient fleuri l'année...

Language: French (Français)

Les lilas qui avaient fleuri l'année dernière
vont fleurir de nouveau dans les tristes parterres.
Déjà le pêcher grêle a jonché le ciel bleu
de ses roses, comme un enfant la Fête-Dieu.
Mon cœur devrait mourir au milieu de ces choses,
car c'était au milieu des vergers blancs et roses
que j'avais espéré je ne sais quoi de vous.
Mon âme rêve sourdement sur vos genoux.
Ne la repoussez point. Ne la relevez pas
de peur qu'en s'éloignant de vous elle ne voie
combien vous êtes faible et troublée dans ses bras.


Translation(s): ENG

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

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

  • ENG English (Faith J. Cormier) , title 1: "The lilacs which bloomed", copyright © 2003, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.

Last modified: 2014-07-12 16:11:04
Line count: 11
Word count: 92

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The lilacs which bloomed

Language: English after the French (Français)

The lilacs which bloomed last year 
will flower again in their sad beds.
Already the frail peach tree has bedecked the blue sky 
with its roses, like a child on the feast of Corpus Christi. 
My heart should die amid all these things, 
for it was among white and pink orchards 
that I had hoped for I don't know what from you. 
My soul sleeps soundly in your lap. 
Don't push it away. Don't awaken it, 
for fear that when it leaves 
it will see how you are weak and troubled in its arms.


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  • Translation from French (Français) to English copyright © 2003 by Faith J. Cormier, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.

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Text added to the website: 2004-01-27.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:02:04
Line count: 11
Word count: 94