Translation of Mélopée from French to English
Speak to me in your voice, like running water
When the breath of confessions has slowed
Tell me mocking and cruel words, if you wish
But lull me with the intoxicating melody
Of that veiled tone that saddens and enchants me
When my forehead wanders in your wavy hair
Express your hopes, your regrets, and your wishes
Oh my harmonious and musical lover
Your form is a flash of lightning
Your smile is the moment
You flee when the call
Begs you, oh my desire
Your form is a flash of lightning that leaves the arms empty
Your smile is the moment that one cannot grasp
You flee when the call of my eager lips
Begs you, oh my desire, begs you, oh my desire
You brush without embracing, like the chimera
Towards which your unappeased wishes always tend
Nothing is worth this torment, nor this bitter ecstasy
Of your rare kisses
And I, I will listen to your voice and its sweet song
I will no longer understand, I will listen, searching
If not for complete oblivion, at least for drowsiness
Because if you stopped, even for a moment
I would hear, I would hear, in the depths of silence
Something awful crying horribly
Express your hopes, your regrets, and your wishes
But lull me with the intoxicating melody
Your form is a flash of lightning that leaves the arms empty
Your smile is the moment that one cannot grasp
You flee, when the call of my eager lips
Begs you, oh my desire, begs you, oh my desire
Your form is a flash of lightning that leaves the arms empty
Your smile is the moment that one cannot grasp
You flee, when the call of my eager lips
Begs you, oh my desire, begs you, oh my desire
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