by
Franz Toussaint (1879 - 1955)
Vous me répétiez
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Language: French (Français)
Vous me répétiez :
« Nous vieillirons ensemble.
En même temps que les miens,
tes cheveux deviendront blancs
comme la neige des montagnes,
comme la lune d’été... »
Aujourd’hui, seigneur,
j’ai appris que vous aimiez une autre femme,
et je viens, désespérée, vous dire adieu.
...
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inspired by Li-Tai-Po
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Language: English  after the French (Français)
You used to tell me,
"We will grow old together.
Along with my own,
your hair will turn white
as the mountain snow,
as the summer moon..."
Today, my lord,
I learned that you loved another woman,
and I am coming, hopeless, to say goodbye.
...
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