Verlaine
Les sanglots longs
Des violons
De l'automne,
Blessent mon coeur
D'une langueur monotone.
Tout suffocant
Et bleme, quand
Sonne l'heure,
Je me souviens
Des jours anciens et je pleure;
Et je m'en vais
Au vent mauvais
Qui m'emporte
Deca, dela
Pareil à la feuille morte
Des violons
De l'automne,
Blessent mon coeur
D'une langueur monotone.
Tout suffocant
Et bleme, quand
Sonne l'heure,
Je me souviens
Des jours anciens et je pleure;
Et je m'en vais
Au vent mauvais
Qui m'emporte
Deca, dela
Pareil à la feuille morte
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Trenet, Paul Verlaine
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