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Trois Chansons de Charles
d'Orleans |
Claude
Debussy (1862-1918) |
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1. Dieu! qu'il la fait bon regarder! |
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Lord, you have made her
beautiful to behold, graceful, good and
beautiful; for the great goodness that is hers
everyone is prepared to praise her. Who could
become tired of her? Forever her beauty renews.
The sea on neither shore knows no woman or
maiden who is so perfect in all things. It's a
dream merely to think of
her.
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2. Quant j'ai out le tabourin |
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When I heard the drum sound
for the departure of May, I didn't stire in my
bed nor even lift my head from my pillow,
saying: "It is too early; I will let myself
sleep a little more." Young people divide their
booty; with little interest I became acquainted
with the person next to me. I found him to be my
next-door neighbor! When I heard the drum
sound...
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3. Yver, vous n'estes qu'un villain |
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Winter, you're nothing but
a villain! Summer is pleasant and gentle, in
testimony to May and April which accompany it
night and day. Summer dreams of fields, woods,
and flowers, of its livery of green and many
other colors through the arrangement of nature.
But you, Winter, you are full of snow, wind,
rain and sleet! One ought to banish you into
exile. Without quibbling I speak plainly:
Winter, you're nothing but a
villain!
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