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by Ioannes Papadiamantopoulos (1856 - 1910), as Jean Moréas

Translation © by Garrett Medlock

Belle lune d'argent

(Sung text for setting by P. Gaubert)

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Language: French (Français)

Our translations: ENG

Belle lune d'argent,
j'aime à te voir briller
Sur les mâts inégaux
d'un port plein de paresse,
Et je rêve bien mieux
quand ton rayon caresse
Dans un vieux parc le marbre
où je viens m'appuyer.

J'aime ton jeune éclat
et tes beautés fanées,
Tu me plais sur un lac,
sur un sable argentin
Et dans la vaste nuit
de la plaine sans fin…
Et dans mon cher Paris
en haut des cheminées.

Composition:

Philippe Gaubert

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Text Authorship:

by Ioannes Papadiamantopoulos (1856 - 1910), as Jean Moréas, no title, appears in Les Stances, in 3. Stances, troisième livre, no. 10, Paris, Éd. de La Plume, first published 1901

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ENG English (Garrett Medlock) , "Beautiful silver moon", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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This text was added to the website: 2004-12-03
Line count: 16
Word count: 73

Beautiful silver moon

(Sung text translation for setting by P. Gaubert)

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Language: English after the French (Français)

Beautiful silver moon,
I love to watch you shine
Upon the uneven masts
Of a port full of idleness,
And I dream much better
When your ray caresses
The marble in an old park
Where I come to rest myself.

I love your young brilliance
And your faded beauty,
You please me on a lake,
On an Argentine sand
And in the vast night
Of the endless plain…
And in my dear Paris
At the tops of the chimneys.

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a text in French (Français) by Ioannes Papadiamantopoulos (1856 - 1910), as Jean Moréas, no title, appears in Les Stances, in 3. Stances, troisième livre, no. 10, Paris, Éd. de La Plume, first published 1901
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This text was added to the website: 2019-02-19
Line count: 16
Word count: 80