Song by Francis Poulenc. Text by Pierre de Ronsard. Recording from 1964.
Ma guitare, je te chante,
Par qui seule je déçois,
Je déçois, je romps, j'enchante
Les amours que je reçois.
Au son de ton harmonie
Je rafraîchis ma chaleur,
Ma chaleur, flamme infinie,
Naissante d'un beau malheur.
My guitar, I sing to you
Whom alone I disappoint
I disappoint, I break, I enchant
The loves that I receive
At the sound of your harmony
I refresh my warmth
My warmth, an infinite flame
Born of a beautiful unhappiness
Just a glorious mélodie, gloriously sung by Gedda and one wishes that the accompanist's name were included so that he/she could share the praise for an insightful and thoroughly affecting performance. Thanks for posting.
Varese13 1 year ago