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Puisque vous êtes revenue Le soleil peut bien s'en aller, Sa douceur m'était moins connue Que la douceur de vous parler, Et la douceur de vous entendre Et de sentir un cœur ami, Comme une aile d'oiseau s'étendre Jusque sur mon cœur endormi. Si l'été vous eût retenue Je l'aurais suivi d'un regret, Que m'importe s'il disparait.
Authorship
- by Paul Collin (1845 - 1915) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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- by Mathilde, Baroness Willy de Rothschild (1832 - 1924), "Puisque vous êtes revenue", published 1887 [voice and piano], from Zwölf Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte, no. 12, Mainz, Schott, also set in German (Deutsch) [ sung text checked 1 time]
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- Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist ENG ; composed by Mathilde, Baroness Willy de Rothschild.
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- ENG English (Emily Ezust) , "Since you have come back", copyright © 2012
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This text was added to the website: 2012-11-20
Line count: 11
Word count: 57
Since you have come back, the sun may as well go; I hardly recognize its sweetness compared with the sweetness of speaking with you, and the sweetness of listening to you and the thought of your dear heart, like a bird's wing spread across my sleeping heart. If summer had detained you I would have followed it with regret, what do I care now that it is setting?
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- Translation from French (Français) to English copyright © 2012 by Emily Ezust
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- a text in French (Français) by Paul Collin (1845 - 1915)
This text was added to the website: 2012-12-03
Line count: 11
Word count: 68