by André Alexandre (1860 - 1928)
Translation Singable translation by Frederick Herman Martens (1874 - 1932)

Il neige des fleurs
Language: French (Français) 
Les routes au loin sont si blanches,
Et le soleil a des pâleurs
De blancs flocons trombent des branches,
Lystremblants, corolles de fleurs

Tout est si calme, une harmonie
Si pure frissonne dans l'air
Un rêve me berce, j'oublie
Si c'est le printemps où l'hiver

Les routes au loin sont si blanches,
Et le soleil à des pâleurs ;
Deblancs flocons tombent des branches
En mon àme il neige des fleurs !

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Language: English  after the French (Français) 
White veil'd all the far roads are showing,
Pale sun-gold rays brood o'er the hours;
From ev'ry branch white flakes are blowing,
Quiv'ring blooms and petals of flow'rs.

All is so peaceful, a harmony
so pure on the breezes aflow,
Dream cradled, I know not if I see
Spring's white blossom rain, or winter's snow.

White veil'd all the far roads are showing,
Pale sun-gold rays brood o'er the hours;
From ev'ry branch white flakes are blowing,
In my soul 'tis snowing flow'rs!

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