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Ballade de la Reine morte

Ballade de la Reine morte

En Bohême était une Reine,
Douce soeur du Roi de Thulé,
Belle entre toutes les Reines,
Reine par sa toute Beauté.
Le grand Trouvère de Bohême
Un soir triste d'automne roux
Lui murmura le vieux: je t'aime !
Âmes folles et cœurs si fous !
Et la Très Belle toute blanche
Le doux Poète tant aima
Que sur l'heure son âme blanche
Vers les étoiles s'exhala...
Les grosses cloches de Bohême
Et les clochettes de Thulé
Chantèrent l'hosana suprême
Pour la Reine morte d'aimer...

Ballad of the queen who died of love

In Bohemia there lived a Queen,
The King of Thule’s gentle sister,
There was never a queen more beautiful,
She reigned through beauty alone.
The great Troubadour of Bohemia,
One sad russet autumn evening,
Murmured: ‘I love you’, that old refrain!
Crazed souls and such crazed hearts!...
And the white-skinned beauty
Was so loved by the gentle poet,
That of a sudden her white soul
Gave up the ghost and fled to the stars…
The great bells of Bohemia
And the little bells of Thule
Sang the last Honsanna
Of the Queen who died of love.

Composer

Joseph Maurice Ravel was a French composer, pianist and conductor.  In the 1920s and 1930s he was internationally regarded as France's greatest living composer. He was one of the first composers to acknowledge the potential of recording in making music accessible to a broad public, and in the 1920s several recordings of his work were made.

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