by Maurice Bouchor (1855 - 1929)
Translation © by Korin Kormick

Le vent dans les rochers sifflait et...
Language: French (Français) 
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Le vent dans les rochers sifflait et mugissait ;
Le monde en frissonnant se reprenait à vivre,
Et la mer immortelle au soleil bondissait
Comme un jeune cheval que le grand air enivre.

Secouant sa crinière épaisse vers les cieux,
Elle semblait hennir et se cabrer de joie ;
Et dans la liberté roulaient les flots joyeux
Sous les baisers pourprés du matin qui flamboie.

Et mon cœur s'est levé par ce matin d'été ;
Car une belle enfant était sur le rivage,
[Dardant sur moi ses yeux inondés]1 de clarté,
[Et sur sa bouche errait un sourire sauvage]2.

Toi que transfiguraient la jeunesse et l'amour,
Tu m'apparus alors comme l'àme des choses ;
Mon cœur vola vers toi, tu le pris sans retour,
Et du ciel entr'ouvert pleuvaient sur nous des roses.

E. Chausson sets stanzas 3-4

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1 Chausson: "Laissant errer sur moi des yeux pleins"
2 Chausson: "Et qui me souriait d'un air tendre et sauvage"

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This text was added to the website: 2011-02-01
Line count: 16
Word count: 133

And my heart was exalted by this summer...
Language: English  after the French (Français) 
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And my heart was exalted by this summer morning,
Because a beautiful child was on the shore,
Letting her luminous eyes roam over me,
And who smiled at me with a tender, savage air.

You who transfigured Youth and Love,
You appeared to me thus like the soul of things;
My heart flew towards you, you took it without return,
And from the half-opened sky roses rained upon us.

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