I want to live
In this dream which intoxicates me
This day still,
Sweet flame
I keep you in my soul
Like a treasure!
I want to live, etc.
This intoxication of youth
Lasts, alas, only for one day!
Then comes the hour
When one weeps.
Far from the morose winter
Let me, let me slumber
And inhale the rose,
Before plucking its petals.
Ah! - Ah! - Ah!
Sweet flame!
Stay in my soul
Like a sweet treasure
For a long time still.
Ah! - Like a treasure
For a long time still.
Translated by Lea Frey