Poetic-Verses from ATHANASE
Cradle Song (Berceuse) - (English)
for Lucius Claudius Pulcher
(version one)
Sleep, my Angel of Sadness,
Sleep on the velvet
Of my heart full of caresses,
Full of tender words, full of love!
Sleep, my Angel, time is as drunk
As a carnation flower,
Sleep, my Prince, my gentle star,
My sweet radiance!
Sleep, my proud Patrician,
Sleep, my Hope,
On the Capitolino
Rome awaits your glory!
Sleep, my Angel of Sadness,
Sleep on the velvet
Of my heart full of caresses,
Full of tender words, full of love!
translated from the French of Athanase Vantchev de Thracy by Norton Hodges
12.10.05.
Cradle Song
(version two)
Sleep, my little Angel, sleep,
sweetly on your velvet bed,
if you're sad, sleep in my heart,
my arms, my song, my soul instead.
Sleep, my little Angel, sleep,
flower of drowsy afternoon,
Prince of slowly dying stars,
the gentle night, the shining moon.
Sleep, my little Angel, sleep,
dream of happy times to come,
of great days when your name will ring
across the Seven Hills of Rome.
Sleep, my little Angel, sleep,
sweetly on your velvet bed,
if you're sad, sleep in my heart,
my arms, my song, my soul instead.
translated form the French of Athanase Vantchev de Thracy by Norton Hodges
12.10.05.
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Cradle Song (Berceuse) - (English)
Cradle Song (Berceuse) - (English)
