Funerailles
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Le froid envahit sa pauvre ãme,
Quand sa tombe se referme sur lui,
La sculpture aux regards infãmes,
Ferme les yeux, saluant minuit.
Aujourd'hui est mort le paradis,
Dans ce cimetière triste et si brumeux,
Sous le pãle visage de Marie,
En écoutant ce chant miséricordieux.
(Translation)
(Funeral)
Coldness overcomes his poor soul
When his tomb shuts on him
The sculpture with vile glance
Close its eyes, greeting midnight
Today Paradise died
In that sad and misty graveyard
Under the pale face of Marie
Listening to that merciful hymn.
(Translated from french by Pandora)