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Viens, mon bien-aimé! (1892)

Viens, mon bien-aimé!

Les beaux jours vont enfin renaître,
Le voici, l'avril embaumé!
Un frisson d'amour me pénètre,
Viens! mon bien-aimé!
Ils ont fui, les longs soirs moroses,
Déjà le jardin parfumé
Se remplit d'oiseaux et de roses:
Viens! mon bien-aimé!
Soleil, de ta brûlante ivresse,
J'ai senti mon coeur enflammé,
Plus enivrante est ta caresse,
Viens! mon bien-aimé!
Tout se tait, de millions d'étoiles
Le ciel profond est parsemé,
Quand sur nous la nuit met ses voiles:
Viens! mon bien-aimé!

Come, my beloved!

Fair days will at last soon be with us again,
Now that scented April is here!
An amorous frisson pierces my frame,
Come, my beloved!
The long, gloomy evening now has fled,
The fragrant garden already teems
With birds and roses:
Come, my beloved!
Sun, I feel your intoxicating glow
Ignite my heart;
Your caress is more passionate still,
Come, my beloved!
All falls silent, the deep sky
Is scattered with millions of stars,
When night folds us in her veils:
Come, my beloved!

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