Chant d'Automne - Paul Verlaine

His father died in 1865 and he had already published a number of poems in magazines and reviews, but 1866 marks the appearance of seven Verlaine’s poems in Le Parnasse contemporain. He wrote several wonderful poems and Chan d’Automne is one of the most beautiful Verlaine’s masterpieces.
Poems in french
Chant d'AutomneLes sanglots longsDes violons De l'automne Blessent mon coeur D'une langueur Monotone. Tout suffocant Et blême, quand Sonne l'heure, Je me souviens Des jours anciens Et je pleure Et je m'en vais Au vent mauvais Qui m'emporte Deçà, delà, Pareil à la Feuille morte. Paul Verlaine |
Autumn SongThe long sobsthe violins the Fall Hurt my heart On a languid Monotonous. All suffocating And pale, when Sounds the hour I remember Old days And I cry And I'm going In the ill wind take me to Hither and thither, Like the Dead leaf. Paul Verlaine |
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