In vain I change my surroundings, my care is useless,
I carry my love everywhere
And I am no more at ease,
In this peaceful retreat:
Will I always feel this cruel flame?
What? Will I be troubled by an eternal worry?
And the calm that reigns here
Cannot it pass into my soul?
I come to seek peace in this solitude,
I want to draw it into my heart,
And I will banish the restlessness
That opposes my happiness;
But I still feel this cruel flame,
I see myself troubled by an eternal worry
And the calm that reigns here
Cannot pass into my soul.
Michel Lambert
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