Translation of the song lyrics Pavane, Op. 50 - Габриэль Форе, Deutsches Symphonie-Orchester Berlin
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pavane, Op. 50 , by - Габриэль Форе. Song from the album Joyas de la Música, Vol. 49, in the genre Мировая классика Release date: 20.03.1996 Record label: Star Evens Song language: French
Pavane, Op. 50
(original)
C’est Lindor, c’est Tircis et c’est tous nos vainqueurs!
C’est Myrtille, c’est Lydé!
Les reines de nos coeurs!
Comme ils sont provocants!
Comme ils sont fiers toujours!
Comme on ose régner sur nos sorts et nos jours!
Faites attention!
Observez la mesure!
Ô la mortelle injure!
La cadence est moins lente!
Et la chute plus sûre!
Nous rabattrons bien leur caquets!
Nous serons bientôt leurs laquais!
Qu’ils sont laids!
Chers minois!
Qu’ils sont fols!
(Airs coquets!)
Et c’est toujours de même, et c’est ainsi toujours!
On s’adore!
On se hait!
On maudit ses amours!
On s’adore!
On se hait!
On maudit ses amours!
Adieu Myrtille, Eglé, Chloé, démons moqueurs!
Adieu donc et bons jours aux tyrans de nos coeurs!
Et bons jours!
(translation)
It's Lindor, it's Tircis and it's all our winners!
It's Myrtille, it's Lydé!
The queens of our hearts!
How provocative they are!
How proud they are always!
How dare we reign over our fates and our days!
Pay attention!
Watch the measure!
O mortal insult!
The pace is less slow!
And the safer fall!
We will beat down their cackles!
We will soon be their lackeys!
How ugly they are!
Dear faces!
How crazy they are!
(Flirtatious tunes!)
And it is always the same, and it is thus always!
We love each other!
We hate each other!
We curse his loves!
We love each other!
We hate each other!
We curse his loves!
Farewell Myrtille, Eglé, Chloé, mocking demons!
Farewell, then, and good days to the tyrants of our hearts!