by Lilian Whiting (1859 - 1942)
Translation Singable translation by D. de Maratray

Mystery
Language: English 
You gave me roses, love, last night,	
When the sea was blue and the skies were bright;	
And the earth was aglow with a golden light	
When you gave me roses, love, last night.	
 
Lilies I lay by your side to-day,	        5
And your face — it is colder and whiter than they;	
And I linger and listen and wonder and pray,	
As I bring you lilies to-day.

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Language: French (Français)  after the English 
Je pris vos roses, hier, mon amour,
Et la mer était bleue sous le ciel scintillant,
Et le sol s'embrasait de rayons dorés,
Quand je pris vos roses, chère amour !

Ce sont des lys que j'apporte aujourd'hui.
Votre front est plus pâle et plus froid que ces fleurs ;
Je m'attarde, j'écoute, je pleure et je prie
En offrant aujourd'hui mes lys.

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