Par mes chants

Air de cour by Michel Lambert Themes LovePeriod 17th century

Through my songs, sad and moving,
You know, Iris, the sorrow that presses on me:
My troubles are cruel, nothing can banish them,
And I do not sing to charm away my sadness
But rather to sustain it.

Languor
Reigns in my heart,
And I do not hope that it will ever cease:
But I love this torment that nothing must end
No, I do not sing to charm away my sadness,
It is rather to sustain it.

Michel Lambert

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