Philosophy | A flock of birds has descended upon my flowering peach tree

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by Franz Toussaint (1879 - 1955)

Translation © by Grant Hicks

Philosophie

(Sung text for setting by E. Claisse)

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Language: French (Français) after the Chinese (中文)

Our translations: ENG

Une bande d’oiseaux s’est abattue sur mon pêcher en fleurs.
La gelée de cette nuit n’a donc pas fait assez de ravages ?
Les misérables !
Ils se poursuivent de branche en branche.
Une pluie de pétales tombent  sur le gazon.
Tiens ! Tiens !
Cette neige rose,
comme  ...  les jardins où se promènent les Immortels...
Merci, petits oiseaux turbulents !
Je n’aurai pas beaucoup de pêches,
mais sur quel beau tapis je m’étendrai,
tout à l’heure !

Composition:

Elisabeth Claisse

Text Authorship:

by Franz Toussaint (1879 - 1955), "Philosophie", appears in La flûte de jade, Paris, Éd. H. Piazza, first published 1920

Based on:

a text in Chinese (中文) by Kheng-Tsin (713 - 734) [text unavailable]
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ENG English (Grant Hicks) , "Philosophy", copyright © 2026, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Research team for this page: Grant Hicks [Guest Editor] , Joost van der Linden [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website: 2023-08-18
Line count: 12
Word count: 75

Philosophy

(Sung text translation for setting by E. Claisse)

See original

Language: English after the French (Français)

A flock of birds has descended upon my flowering peach tree. 
Tonight's frost hasn't done enough damage, then?
The wretched things!
They chase each other from branch to branch.
A rain of petals fall onto the grass.
But wait!
This pink snow,
like the gardens where the Immortals walk...
Thank you, boisterous little birds!
I won't have a lot of peaches,
but what a fine carpet I will be stretched out on,
in just a moment!

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Based on:

a text in French (Français) by Franz Toussaint (1879 - 1955), "Philosophie", appears in La flûte de jade, Paris, Éd. H. Piazza, first published 1920
- Go to the text page.

Based on:

a text in Chinese (中文) by Kheng-Tsin (713 - 734) [text unavailable]
- Go to the text page.

Go to the general single-text view

This text was added to the website: 2026-04-24
Line count: 12
Word count: 79