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Marc-Anthoine:
Do you doubt my fire, you for whom I sigh?
Voice 2:
Ah! how dearly it costs you to have proved it to me?
Marc-Anthoine:
I have lost the victory & the empire,
And did I not come off well?
Voice 2:
You left everything to follow me on the Wave,
Without me you would have remained victorious
And you were master of the world,
As you were of my heart
Whose tenderness for you is without equal
Alas! alas: what have you done, faithful lover, perfect lover?
Marc-Anthoine:
Love, love, I have made my glory yield?
Never, never was a lover more transported,
I did more, I made you believe it.
And thereby I redeemed myself
From the empire & the victory?
Together:
No, no to live happy
One must be in love;
True fires
Well proved between two people,
Who know how to love each other both
Are worth more than crowns.
Michel Lambert
Translation generated by Poésies 123 with assistance from the deepseek-chat artificial-intelligence model.
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