by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Ô mon cousin germain, ô mon bien‑aimé!
Language: French (Français)
Ô mon cousin germain, ô mon bien-aimé !
Autrefois je croyais que rien ne nous séparerait jamais.
Mais tes compagnons sont revenus
Disant que tu étais mort là-bas.
Je monte alors sur la colline
Où sera creusée ma tombe.
Sous un tas de pierres, j'y enterre mon coeur.
Ton odeur, je la sens entre mes seins :
Elle brûle mes os !
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O my first cousin, O my beloved!
Language: English after the French (Français)
O my first cousin, O my beloved!
I used to think that nothing would ever part us.
But your companions have returned
Saying that you were dead over there.
So I am climbing up the hill
Where my grave will be dug.
I am burying my heart there, under a pile of rocks.
I sense your odor between my breasts:
It burns my bones!
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