Claire de Lune (Moonlight) by Paul Verlaine
(in original French )


Your heart is sacred ground
Where roam charming facades and dancers,
Playing the lute and dancing
Almost sad beneath their fantasy disguises.

All sing in minor key
Of victorious love and the wonder of life,
It doesn't seem they believe in their happiness

And their song joins with the moonlight.

The quiet moonlight, sad and beautiful,
Gives dreams to the birds in the trees
And makes water fountains mist in ecstasy,
Tall and slender watery sprays among the stones.