Translation © by Emily Ezust

Ma belle amie est morte
Language: French (Français) 
Available translation(s): ENG GER ITA
Ma belle amie est morte:
Je pleurerai toujours;
[Sous]1 la tombe elle emporte
Mon âme et mes amours.
Dans le ciel, sans m'attendre,
Elle s'en retourna;
L'ange qui l'emmena
Ne voulut pas me prendre.
Que mon sort est amer!
Ah!  sans amour, s'en aller sur la mer!

La blanche créature
Est couchée au cercueil.
Comme dans la nature
Tout me paraît en deuil!
La colombe oubliée
Pleure et songe à l'absent;
Mon âme pleure et sent
Qu'elle est dépareillée.
Que mon sort est amer!
Ah!  sans amour, s'en aller sur la mer!

Sur moi la nuit immense
[S'étend]2 comme un linceul;
Je chante ma romance
Que le ciel entend seul.
Ah!  comme elle était belle,
[Et comme]3 je l'aimais!
Je n'aimerai jamais
Une femme autant qu'elle.
Que mon sort est amer!
Ah!  sans amour, s'en aller sur la mer!

P. Viardot-García sets stanzas 1, 3
E. de Polignac sets stanzas 1-2

About the headline (FAQ)

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Confirmed with Théophile Gauthier, La comédie de la mort, Desessart editeur, Paris, 1838, page 227.

1 Viardot: "Dans"
2 Fauré: "Plane"
3 Fauré: "Et combien"; Viardot: "Comme"

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

  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , no title, copyright ©
  • GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2004, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "La mia bella amica è morta", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Research team for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Bertram Kottmann , Pierre Mathé [Guest Editor]

Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2017-06-06 12:16:27
Line count: 30
Word count: 139

My beautiful love is dead
Language: English  after the French (Français) 
My beautiful love is dead,
I shall weep always;
Into the tomb, she has taken
My soul and my love.
Without waiting for me,
She has returned to heaven.
The angel which took her there
Did not want to take me.
How bitter is my fate!
Ah! without love, to go to sea!

The white creature
Is lying in the coffin;
How all in Nature
Seems bereaved to me!
The forgotten dove
Weeps and dreams of the one who is absent;
My soul cries and feels
That it has been abandoned.
How bitter is my fate,
Ah! without love, to go to sea!

Above me the immense night
Spreads itself like a shroud;
I sing my romanza
That heaven alone hears.
Ah! how beautiful she was,
And how I loved her!
I will never love
Another woman as much as I loved her;
How bitter is my fate!
ah! without love, to go to sea!

About the headline (FAQ)

Translation of title "My beautiful love is dead" = "My beautiful love is dead"

Authorship

  • Translation from French (Français) to English copyright © by Emily Ezust

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Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2018-05-25 18:12:09
Line count: 30
Word count: 155