Original Title: "Colloque sentimental"
Text: Paul Verlaine
Year:1986
There is a very good translation here but it does not match words for words.
In the old park, lonely and frozen,
Two shapes have passed earlier.
Their eyes are dead, their lips are limp
And one can barely hear their words.
In the old park, lonely and frozen,
Two ghosts have recalled the past
- Do you remember our past ecstasy?
- Why do you want me to remember it?
- Does your heart still beat by my name alone?
Do you still see my soul in dream?
- No - Ah! The beautiful days of inexpressible happiness
When we joined our mouths! - It's possible
- How blue the sky was and how big hope was!
- Hope has fled, vanquished, to the black sky
Such they walked on in the wild oats
And only the night heard their words.
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