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The Angelus
Translations © by Amy Pfrimmer
by Louis Vierne (1870 - 1937)
View original-language texts alone: Les Angélus: Tryptique pour chante et orgue
Sur ma ville endormie a sonné l'Angélus L'Angélus des clochers en hommage à Marie: Vois comme fuit la nuit et comme le salut de l'Archange est joyeux sur ma ville endormie. Comme faon de la biche au revers des côteaux Va bondir le soleil! La maison pauvre ou riche, Les arbres, les jardins seront dorés tantôt Et joueront les enfants comme faon de la biche. Une journée apporte du bonheur Ou du tourment au coeur ! Seigneur, je vous adore Dans la sublimité des premières lueurs du jour et vous bénis une journée encore.
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- by Jehan Le Povremoyne, né Ernest Eugène Coquin (1903 - 1970)
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Over my sleeping village the Angelus has rung, The Angelus bells in homage to Mary: See how the night flies by, and how the greeting of the Archangel Is joyful over my sleeping village. Like a doe’s fawn springs from behind the hills The sun will come bounding forth! The houses of poor or rich, trees and gardens will soon appear golden, And the children will play like the doe's fawn. Another day brings happiness Or torment to my heart! Savior, I adore You, In the sublimity of the first light of day, And bless You for another day.
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Au midi qui flamboie et rutile, voici Sur le bruit de cité et des foules, la joie d'un clair soleil! Mon Dieu, clament notre merci Les cloches d'Angélus au midi qui flamboie. Au milieu de la route où pélerinons Entre l'enfance aimée et la mort qu'on redoute. Sainte Mère de Dieu, nous nous arrêterons Pour implorer ton aide au milieu de la route. Car la tâche est immense et lourde pour nos bras Tes maternelles mains apaisent nos souffrances du midi jusqu'au soir tombant, guide nos pas Aux moissons de ton Fils où la tâche est immense.
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At midday, blazing and glittering, Over the noise of the cities and the crowds, Here is the joy of a radiant sun! My God, the bells of the Angelus proclaim our thanks In the blazing sun of midday. In the middle of the route of our pilgrimage, Between beloved childhood and dreaded death. Holy Mother of God, we will stop To implore your aid in the middle of our route. Because the task is immense and heavy for our arms, Your maternal hands soothe our sufferings; From midday until evening falls, guide our steps To the harvest of your Son, where the task is immense.
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Puisque la nuit remonte au ciel et dans nos coeurs, Puisque l'heure est venue où chacun fait le compte De ses travaux, de ses douleurs, de ses rancoeurs. Nous te prions encor puisque la nuit remonte ! O Vierge, sois clémente au dernier Angélus Qui berce le sommeil de la terre en tourmente ! Qu'aux misères du jour nous ne pensions plus ! A nos péchés humains, ô vierge sois clémente ! Dans la vie éternelle où la nuit ne vient pas Emportés par le vent que seules font les ailes Des divins Angelots nos Ave Maria Te chantent notre amour dans la vie éternelle.
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Since the night ascends to the heavens and in our hearts, Since the hour is come where each of us makes an accounting of Our labors, our sorrows and our resentments, We pray to You again, since the night is ascending! O Virgin, be merciful at the last Angelus That cradles the sleep of the earth in torment! That we think no longer of the miseries of this day! For our human sins, O Virgin, be merciful! In life eternal, where night does not come, Carried by the wind that is made only By the wings of divine cherubs, our Ave Maria Sings to you of our love in life eternal.
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- a text in French (Français) by Jehan Le Povremoyne, né Ernest Eugène Coquin (1903 - 1970)
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Word count: 111