Song: Hello, Suzon

Poem by Alfred De Musset Collection ArrayThemes LovePeriod 19th century

Hello, Suzon, my woodland flower!
Are you still the prettiest?
I return, just as you see me,
From a grand journey in Italy.
I’ve made the tour of paradise;
I’ve written verses, I’ve made love.
But what does it matter to you? (Repeat.)
I pass before your house;
Open your door.
Hello, Suzon!

I saw you in the lilac time.
Your joyful heart had just blossomed.
And you would say: “”I don’t want,
I don’t want to be loved yet.””
What have you done since I left?
Who leaves too soon returns too late.
But what does it matter to me? (Repeat.)
I pass before your house;
Open your door.
Hello, Suzon!

Alfred De Musset

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