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  • CPDL #17526:  Network.png
Editor: David Newman (submitted 2008-07-12).   Score information: Letter, 2 pages, 125 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Cross posting by Art Song Central.
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Editor: Pierre Gouin (submitted 2006-03-29).   Score information: Letter, 3 pages, 136 kB   Copyright: Personal
Edition notes: Copyright © Les Éditions Outremontaises, 2006

General Information

Title: Nanny, Op. 2 No. 1
Composer: Ernest Chausson
Lyricist: Leconte de Lisle (1818-1894), from "Poëmes antiques"

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Soprano solo

Genre: SecularChanson

Language: French
Instruments: Piano

Published:

Description:

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Original text and translations

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Les papillons couleur de neige
Volent par essaims sur la mer;
Beaux papillons blaues, quand pourrai-je
Prendre le bleu chemin de l'air.
Savez-vous, ô belle des belles,
Ma bayadère aux yeux de jais,
S'ils me voulaient prêter leurs ailes,
Dites, savez-vous, où j'irais?
Sans prendre un seul baiser aux roses,
À travers vallons et forêts,
J'irais à vos lèvres micloses,
Fleur de mon âme, et j'y mourrais.