Compagnons du silence, il est temps de partir, De grands loups familiers attendent à la porte, La nuit l’èche le seuil, la neige est avec nous, On n’entend point les pas de cette blanche escorte. Taut pis si nous allons toujours dans le désert, Si notre corps epouse une terre funèbre, Le soleil n’a plus rien a nous dire de clair, Il nous faut arracher sa lumiere aux ténèbres. Nous serous entoures de projondeurs austères Qui connaissent nos coeurs pour les avoir porées, Et nous nous compterons dans Vombre militaire Qui nous distribuera ses aciers étoilés.
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Text Authorship:
- by Jules Supervielle (1884 - 1960), "Compagnons du silence", appears in Ciel et terre, 1939-1945, no. 5 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Darius Milhaud (1892 - 1974), "Compagnons du silence", op. 276 no. 2 (1947), published 1947 [ voice and piano ], from Trois poèmes de J. Supervielle, no. 2, Paris, Éd. Heugel [sung text not yet checked]
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This text was added to the website: 2023-03-07
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