by Charles Fuster (1866 - 1929)
Translation © by Linda Godry

Au pays bleu
Language: French (Français) 
Available translation(s): ENG
C'était là bas, au pays clair, tout baigné d'or,
Dans l'infini délicieux j'errais encor,
Je vis soudain devant mes pas ma fiancée,
Ma fiancée, un être doux tout doux de voix et de pensée.

C'était là bas, au pays clair, au pays bleu,
A deux genoux, la contemplant je fis l'aveu,
A deux genoux, je fis l'aveu,
C'était là bas au pays clair, au pays bleu.

C'était là bas au pays clair, au pays bleu,
En s'adorant on se sentait auprés de Dieu.
Des fleurs naissaient pour embaumer notre passage,
les muguets blancs ne mouraient pas dans son corsage
Nous écoutions au fond des bois  gémir le cor
C'était là bas au pays clair tout baigné d'or.

Cétait là bas, au pays bleu de mon matin,
Au pays bleu dont j'ai perdu le nom lointain,
L'âme était gaie, et la beauté coulait des lèvres,
L'âme était gaie, ni d'ésespoirs, 
ni trahisons, ni lourdes fièvres.

C'était là bas, jeunesse en fleur de ma jeunesse.
Ce temps rêvé, que faire hélas pour qu'il renaisse !
L'âme du monde en ce temps là riait encore
C'était là bas au pays clair tout baigné d'or.

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  • ENG English (Linda Godry) , "In the blue land", copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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This text was added to the website: 2007-07-24
Line count: 23
Word count: 191

In the blue land
Language: English  after the French (Français) 
It was there, in the bright land, basking in golden light,
I wandered around in the endless deliciousness,
Suddenly I saw a few steps ahead my fiancée,
My finacée - a being sweet, so sweet in voice and mind.

It was there, in the bright land, in the blue land,
Contemplating it on my knees I made a vow,
On my knees I made a vow,
It was there, in the bright land, in the blue land.

It was there, in the bright land, in the blue land,
By contemplating it you felt close to God.
The flowers only grew to scent our way,
the lilies of the valley didn't wilt on her bodice.
Deep in the woods we listend to the trunks groaning.
It was there, in the bright land, basking in golden light.

It was there, in the blue land of the early morning of my youth,
In the blue land whose name I forgot a long time ago.
My soul was without a care, and beauty ran from my lips,
My soul was without a care, didn't know despair,
nor betrayal nor obsession.

It was there, in the prime of my youth,
Those dreamlike days, what would I give to get them back?
Then the world was all smiles for me
It was there, in the bright land, basking in golden light.

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This text was added to the website: 2007-07-24
Line count: 23
Word count: 225