by Jean de La Ville de Mirmont (1886 - 1914)
Translation © by Shawn Thuris

Vaisseaux, nous vous aurons aimés en...
Language: French (Français) 
Available translation(s): ENG ENG GER
Vaisseaux, nous vous aurons aimés en pure perte ;
Le dernier de vous tous est parti sur la mer.
Le couchant emporta tant de voiles ouvertes
Que ce port et mon cœur sont à jamais déserts.

La mer vous a rendus à votre destinée,
Au-delà du rivage où s'arrêtent nos pas.
Nous ne pouvions garder vos âmes enchaînées ;
Il vous faut des lointains que je ne connais pas

Je suis de ceux dont les désirs sont sur la terre.
Le souffle qui vous grise emplit mon cœur d'effroi,
Mais votre appel, au fond des soirs, me désespère,
Car j'ai de grands départs inassouvis en moi.

About the headline (FAQ)

Confirmed with Jean de La Ville de Mirmont, L’Horizon chimérique, Recueil posthume, Éd. Société Littéraire de France, 1920.


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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • ENG English (Faith J. Cormier) , "Tall ships, we loved you", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Shawn Thuris) , no title, copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • GER German (Deutsch) (Nele Gramß) , "Schiffe, wir haben euch geliebt", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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This text was added to the website: 2003-10-22
Line count: 12
Word count: 106

Ships, we have loved you to no purpose
Language: English  after the French (Français) 
Ships, we have loved you to no purpose;
The last of you has left upon the sea.
The setting sun has carried off so many full sails
That this port and my heart are forever empty.

The sea has returned you to your destiny
Beyond the shore where footsteps end.
We could not keep your souls enchained;
For you there must be distances that I do not know.

I am one of those whose wishes are on land;
The wind that intoxicates you fills my heart with dread.
But your call in the depth of night makes me despair,
For I have great departures unsatisfied within.

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