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Dans le vallon natal cueillons toutes nos fleurs ; Où trouverai-je ailleurs les trésors qu'il rassemble ? C'est là que j'ai connu mes plus chères douleurs ; C'est là qu'il faut s'aimer, qu'il faut vieillir ensemble. Oh ! quel charme, avec vous, de longer ces buissons, De nous pencher tous deux sur les nids sans défense, Et de vous voir sourire à ces mêmes chansons Dont ma mère, en filant, a bercé mon enfance ! Qu'il est bon de mêler ainsi tous ses amours Avec ma mère et vous d'habiter sous ce chaume ! J'y verrai de mon cœur s'agrandir le royaume, Et mes tilleuls chéris l'abriteront toujours.
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Text Authorship:
- by (Pierre Martin) Victor (Richard) de Laprade (1812 - 1883), "Adah", written 1855?, appears in Les Symphonies : Symphonie des saisons, in 1. Printemps, Paris, Éd. Michel Lévy Frères [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 Mathilde, Baroness Willy de Rothschild (1832 - 1924), "Le vallon natal" [voice and piano] [text verified 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , title 1: "The native valley", copyright © 2012
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2012-11-28
Line count: 12
Word count: 102
In our native valley we gather all our flowers; Where else could I find treasures to compare? It is there that I knew my sweetest griefs; it is there we must love each other, there we must grow old together. Oh! what a delight to walk along these bushes with you, to look over at helpless nests with you, and to see you smile at the same songs that my mother, while spinning, would sing to me in my infancy! How good it is to mix all our loves in this way with my mother and you, to live beneath this thatch! There I will watch the realm of my heart expand and my cherished lindens will shelter it forever.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from French (Français) to English copyright © 2012 by Emily Ezust
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Based on:
- a text in French (Français) by (Pierre Martin) Victor (Richard) de Laprade (1812 - 1883), "Adah", written 1855?, appears in Les Symphonies : Symphonie des saisons, in 1. Printemps, Paris, Éd. Michel Lévy Frères
This text was added to the website: 2012-12-03
Line count: 12
Word count: 120