Duerme ya el pétalo carmesí, también el blanco

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by Alfred Tennyson, Lord (1809 - 1892)

Translation © by José Miguel Llata

Now sleeps the crimson petal

(Sung text for setting by R. Quilter)

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Language: English

Our translations: CAT SPA

   Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white;
Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk;
Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font:
The fire-fly wakens: waken thou with me.
 ... 
   Now folds the lily all her sweetness up,
And slips into the bosom of the lake:
So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip
Into my bosom and be lost in me.

Note: the text above is taken from lines 1-4,11-14 of the original text.

Composition:

Roger Quilter

Text Authorship:

by Alfred Tennyson, Lord (1809 - 1892), no title, written c1847, appears in The Princess, first published 1847

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CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2024, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
SPA Spanish (Español) (José Miguel Llata) , copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Duerme ya el pétalo carmesí, también el...

(Sung text translation for setting by R. Quilter)

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Language: Spanish (Español) after the English

Duerme ya el pétalo carmesí, también el blanco.
No ondulan ya los cipreses en la senda del palacio
ni la aleta dorada brilla en la fuente de pórfido.
Despierta la luciérnaga. Despierta tú conmigo.
 ... 
Ya repliega el lirio toda su dulzura
y se desliza en el seno del lago.
Así que repliégate tú, amor mío, 
deslízate en mi pecho, y piérdete en mí.

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a text in English by Alfred Tennyson, Lord (1809 - 1892), no title, written c1847, appears in The Princess, first published 1847
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