Je ne peux plus rien dire Ni rien faire pour lui. Il est mort de sa belle Il est mort de sa mort belle Dehors Sus l'arbre de la Loi En plein silence En plein paysage Dans l'herbe. Il est mort inaperçu En criant son passage En appelant En m'appelant. Mais comme j'étais loin de lui Et que sa voix ne portait plus Il est mort seul dans la bois Sous son arbre d'enfance. Et je ne peux plus rien dire Ni rien faire pour lui.
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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Francis Poulenc (1899 - 1963), "Dans l'herbe", FP. 101, from Fiançailles pour rire, no. 2 [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Laura Claycomb) , "In the grass", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this text: John Burke
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