Et je m'en vais
And I drift away
Au vent mauvais
In the evil wind
Qui m'emporte
that carries me
Deçà, delà,
here and there
И до утра злые ветра
And until morning the evil winds
И до утра злые ветра
And until morning the evil winds
С жалобным воем кружат меня,
whirl me in their sorrowful howl
Словно гоня с палой листвою.
driving me like a fallen leaf.
Les sanglots longs
The endless howls
Des violons
of the violins
Blessent mon coeur
wound my heart
D’une langueur
with a dull
Tout suffocant
Suffocating
Et blême, quand
and pale, as
Sonne l'heure,
the hour comes,
Des jours anciens
the days of old