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==Music files==
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==General Information==
==General Information==
'''Title:''' ''Jours passés'' <br>
'''Title:''' ''Jours passés''<br>
{{Composer|Léo Delibes}}
{{Composer|Léo Delibes}}
{{Lyricist|Paul-Armand Silvestre}} (1837-1901)
{{Lyricist|Paul-Armand Silvestre}} (1837-1901)
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{{Language|French}}
{{Language|French}}
{{Instruments|Piano}}
{{Instruments|Piano}}
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Editor: David Newman (submitted 2008-07-18).   Score information: Letter, 6 pages, 305 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Editions in F sharp and D Minor. English translation by Arthur Westbrook.

General Information

Title: Jours passés
Composer: Léo Delibes
Lyricist: Paul-Armand Silvestre (1837-1901)

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Soprano solo

Genre: SecularArt song

Language: French
Instruments: Piano

First published:

Description:

External websites:

Original text and translations

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Jours passés,
Ô jeunesse envolée,
Vous laissez
L’âme à jamais troublée.

Ô printemps sans retour!
Ô fleurs! ô délire,
Quand mes yeux chaque jour
Te voyaient sourire
Ô mon seul, mon cher amour!

Bien loin tu t’es enfuie,
Ô toi qui fus ma vie,
Et qui restes mon cœur.
En vain le temps dévore,
Sous mon front luit encore
Ton souvenir vainqueur!

Heureux de ma blessure,
Ton nom, je le murmure,
Ô toi, qui fus ma vie
Et qui restes mon cœur!