Tendre et dangereux

Song Cycle by Marjo Tal (1915 - 2006)

1. Spring and fall  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
  to a young child

Margaret, are you grieving,
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leaves, like the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
Ah! as the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By & by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you will weep & know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
Sorrow's springs are the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It is the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.

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2. Lines  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Show me again the time
When in the Junetide's prime
We flew by meads and mountains northerly! -
Yea, to such freshness, fairness, fulness, fineness, freeness,
Love lures life on.

Show me again the day
When from the sandy bay
We looked together upon the pestered sea! -
Yea, to such surging, swaying, sighing, swelling, shrinking,
Love lures life on.

Show me again the hour
When by the pinnacled tower
We eyed each other and feared futurity! -
Yea, to such bodings, broodings, beatings, blanchings, blessings,
Love lures life on.

Show me again just this:
The moment of that kiss
Away from the prancing folk, by the strawberry-tree! -
Yea, to such rashness, ratheness, rareness, ripeness, richness,
Love lures life on.

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5. Il me tarde que lundi viegne  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: French (Français) 
Il me tarde que lundi viengne
Car mon ami doy veoir lors.
A fin qu'entre mes bras le tiengne
Il me tarde que lundi viengne.

Si lui pri qu'il lui en souviengne ;
Car pour veoir son gentil corps
Il me tarde que lundi viengne.

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7. Chanson de l'oiseleur

Language: French (Français) 
L'oiseau qui vole si doucement
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