Evening Harmony (Harmonie du Soir)

The time has come when trembling on its bough
Every flower fumes its scent;
Sounds and smells twist the evening firmament;
Melancholy waltz and languorous vertigo!

Every flower fumes its scent;
The violin shakes like a heart full of woe;
Melancholy waltz and languorous vertigo!
The sky is sad and fine like an enshrinement.

The violin shakes like a heart full of woe;
A tender heart that hates the void, black and spent!
The sky is sad and fine like an enshrinement.
The sun has drowned in its blood, thick and slow

A tender heart that hates the void, black and spent!
The lustrous past gathers up every echo!
The sun has drowned in its blood, thick and slow
Your memory glitters in me resplendent!

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