En files noirs, des oies sauvages traversent le ciel. On voit, dans les arbres, des nids abandonnés. Les montagnes semblent plus lourdes. J'ai trouvé près de ma fontaine, la flûte de jade que tu avais perdue, cet été. L'herbe haute l'avait soustraite à nos recherches. Mais l'herbe est morte, et la flûte brillait au soleil, ce soir. J'ai pensé à notre amour, qui est resté si longtemps enseveli sous nos scrupules.
La flûte de jade: Sept Poésies chinoises traduites par Franz Toussaint
by Pierre, Baron de Maurice (1868 - 1936)
1. Je me promenais [sung text not yet checked]
Language: French (Français)
Text Authorship:
- by Franz Toussaint (1879 - 1955), "Je me promenais", appears in La flûte de jade, Paris, Éd. H. Piazza, first published 1920
Based on:
- a text in Chinese (中文) by Chang-Wou-Kien (1879 - 1931) [text unavailable]
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Gertrude Laughlin Joerissen) , "The lost flute", appears in The Lost Flute and Other Chinese Lyrics, no. 1
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]2. Notre bateau glisse [sung text not yet checked]
Language: French (Français)
Notre bateau glisse sur le fleuve calme. Au-delà du verger qui borde la rive, Je regarde les montagnes bleues et les nuages blancs. Mon amie sommeille, la main dans l'eau, Un papillon s'est [glissé]1 sur son épaule, A battu des ailes [et]2 puis s'est envolé. [Longuement je l'ai suivi des yeux]3. Il se dirigeait vers les montagnes de Tchang-nân. Était-ce un papillon, ou le rêve que venait de faire mon amie ?
Text Authorship:
- by Franz Toussaint (1879 - 1955), "Notre bateau glisse", appears in La flûte de jade, Paris, Éd. H. Piazza, first published 1920
Based on:
- a text in Chinese (中文) by Chang-Wou-Kien (1879 - 1931) [text unavailable]
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Moulaert: "posé"
2 omitted by Moulaert.
3 Moulaert: "Je l'ai suivi des yeux, longtemps"
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
3. La dernière promenade [sung text not yet checked]
Language: French (Français)
Tu as laissé tomber dans la poussière la tulipe rouge que je t'avais donnée. Je l'ai ramassée. Elle était devenue blanche. En ce bref instant, il avait neigé sur notre amour.
Text Authorship:
- by Franz Toussaint (1879 - 1955), "La dernière promenade", appears in La flûte de jade, Paris, Éd. H. Piazza, first published 1920
Based on:
- a text in Chinese (中文) by Chang-Wou-Kien (1879 - 1931) [text unavailable]
See other settings of this text.
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]4. Ki‑Fong [sung text not yet checked]
Language: French (Français)
La brise vient d'accourir. Cet arbre a des frissons de jeune fille amoureuse. Des poissons luisants sautent à la surface du lac. Des pétales de lotus vont à la dérive, avec des équipages de papillons. Je me demande si ma femme se doute que je ne suis pas à mes affaires. . .
Text Authorship:
- by Franz Toussaint (1879 - 1955)
Based on:
- a text in Chinese (中文) by Tschang-So-Su (1428 - 1473) [text unavailable]
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Researcher for this page: Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]5. Indifférente [sung text not yet checked]
Language: French (Français)
Sur ma flûte d'ébène j'ai joué, pour toi, l'air le plus passionné que je connaissais, mais tu regardais les pivoines, sans m'écouter. Puis je t'ai donné une poésie où j'avais célébré ta beauté, mais tu l'as déchirée et tu en as jeté les morceaux dans le lac, parce qu'il n'avait pas de nénuphars, m'as-tu dit. Je voulais te donner un merveilleux saphir, limpide et froid comme une nuit d'hiver, mais je l'ai gardé pour qu'il me rapelle ton coeur.
Text Authorship:
- by Franz Toussaint (1879 - 1955), "L'indifférente", appears in La flûte de jade, Paris, Éd. H. Piazza, first published 1920
Based on:
- a text in Chinese (中文) by Wan-Tsi [text unavailable]
See other settings of this text.
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]6. Ngo Gay Ngy [sung text not yet checked]
Language: French (Français)
Comme la lune dans le ciel bleu, je suis seule dans ma chambre. J'ai éteint la lampe, je pleure. Je pleure parce que vous êtes loin de moi et que vous ne saurez jamais combien je vous aime.
Text Authorship:
- by Franz Toussaint (1879 - 1955), "Ngo Gay Ngy", appears in La flûte de jade, Paris, Éd. H. Piazza, first published 1920
Based on:
- a text in Chinese (中文) by Wou-Hao (flourished 628?) [text unavailable]
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Researcher for this page: Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]7. Petite fête [sung text not yet checked]
Language: French (Français)
Je prends un flacon de vin Et je vais le boire parmi les fleurs, Nous sommes toujours trois, [Comptant]1 mon ombre et mon amie la [lune]2 Heureusement que la lune ne sait pas boire Et que mon ombre n'a jamais soif Quand je chante, la lune m'écoute en silence. Quand je danse, mon ombre danse aussi. Après tout festin les convives se séparent. Je ne connais pas cette tristesse Lorsque je regagne ma demeure, La lune m'accompagne et mon ombre me suit.
Text Authorship:
- by Franz Toussaint (1879 - 1955), "Petite fête intime"
Based on:
- a text in Chinese (中文) by Li-Tai-Po (701 - 762) [text unavailable]
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Ponce: "en comptant"
2 Ponce: "lune brillante"
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
Total word count: 426