by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)
Translation © by Pierre Mathé

Refuge
Language: English 
Available translation(s): FRE
From my spirit's gray defeat,
From my pulse's flagging beat,
From my hopes that turned to sand
Sifting through my close-clenched hand,
From my own fault's slavery,
If I can sing, I still am free.

For with my singing I can make
A refuge for my spirit's sake,
A house of shining words, to be
My fragile immortality.

Confirmed with Sara Teasdale, Love Songs, New York, The Macmillan Company, 1917, page 53.


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Refuge
Language: French (Français)  after the English 
De la grise défaite de mon esprit,
Du battement faiblissant de mon pouls,
De mes espoirs réduits en sable
Passant le crible de mes mains serrées,
De l'esclavage de mes propres fautes,
Si je peux chanter, je suis encore libre.

Car de mon chant je peux faire
Un refuge pour le bien de mon esprit,
Une maison de mots brillants, pour être
Ma fragile immortalité.

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