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Editor: Pierre Gouin (submitted 2008-07-21).   Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 120 kbytes   Copyright: Personal
Edition notes: Copyright © Les Éditions Outremontaises, 2008, Edition in original key of B Minor.

General Information

Title: Automne, Op. 18 No. 3
Composer: Gabriel Fauré
Lyricist: Paul-Armand Silvestre (1837-1901)

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Soprano Solo
Genre: Secular, Art song

Language: French
Instruments: Piano

Published: 1880 (composed 1878)

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Original text and translations

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Automne au ciel brumeux, aux horizons navrants.
Aux rapides couchants, aux aurores pâlies,
Je regarde couler, comme l’eau du torrent,
Tes jours faits de mélancolie.


Sur l’aile des regrets mes esprits emportés,
-Comme s’il se pouvait que notre âge renaisse!-
Parcourent, en rêvant, les coteaux enchantés,
Où jadis sourit ma jeunesse!


Je sens, au clair soleil du souvenir vainqueur,
Refleurir en bouquet les roses deliées,
Et monter à mes yeux des larmes, qu’en mon coeur,
Mes vingt ans avaient oubliées!