" Elle est retrouvée " Rimbaud / Vishal

Lyrics are " o saisons o chateaux " and " l 'éternité " wrote by Rimbaud around 1872.
O seasons, O chateaux!
Where is the flawless soul?

The magic study I pursued,
Of happiness, none can elude.

A health to it, each time
The Gallic cock makes rhyme.

Ah! There’s nothing I desire,
It’s possessed my life entire.

That charm has taken heart and soul
Scattered all my efforts so.

O seasons, O chateaux!

The hour of its flight, alas!
Will be the hour I pass.

O seasons, O chateaux!


It’s found we see.
What? – Eternity.
It’s the sun, free
To flow with the sea.

Soul on watch
Let whispers confess
Of the empty night
Of the day’s excess.

From the mortal weal
From the common urge
Here you diverge
To fly as you feel.

Since from you alone,
Embers of satin,
Duty breathes down
With no ‘at last’ spoken.

There’s nothing of hope,
No entreaty here.
Science and patience,
Torture is real.

It’s found we see.
What? – Eternity.
It’s the sun, free
To flow with the sea.


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