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Words by Victor Hugo.
English version by H. B. Farnie.
Dedicated to Madame Conneau.
Published by Cramer & Co., 1872
English version by H. B. Farnie.
Dedicated to Madame Conneau.
Published by Cramer & Co., 1872
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This charming song by Sullivan was originally published in French in 1872, an Italian version, Oh! bella mia with words by F. Rizelli appeared the following year and finally in 1874 the English version Sweet Dreamer with words by H. B. Farnie. Sullivan appears to have met, and struck up a friendship with, Madame Conneau in the late 1860s when visiting Paris. She was a close companion of Napoleon's consort, the Empress Eugéne, and a keen amateur singer - of a standard that enabled her to participate in public performance. Her husband was physician to Napoleon III. |
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L'aube nait et ta porte est close Ma belle, pourquoi sommeiller? A l'heure où s'éveille la rose Ne vas-tu pas te réveiller? Oh! ma charmante, Ecoute ici, L'amant qui chante et pleure aussi. Oh! ma charmante, Ecoute ici, L'amant qui chante et pleure aussi. Tout frappe ta porte bénie L'aurore dit, "Je suis la jour." L'oiseaux dit, "Je suis l'harmonie." Et mon coeur dit, "Je suis l'amour." Oh! ma charmante, Ecoute ici, L'amant qui chante et pleure aussi. Oh! ma charmante, Ecoute ici, L'amant qui chante et pleure aussi. Je t'adore ange et t'aime femme; Dieu, qui par toi ma complèté, A fait mon amour pour ton âme- Et mon regard pour ta beauté. Oh! ma charmante, Ecoute ici, L'amant qui chante et pleure aussi. Oh! ma charmante, Ecoute ici, L'amant qui chante et pleure aussi. |
Tho' heav'ns gate of light un closes, Thine stirs not, thou'rt laid in rest, Waking are thy sister roses, Thou only dreamest on thine own breast. Hear me, sweet dreamer, Tell all my fears, Trembling in song but to break in tears! Hear me, sweet dreamer, Tell all my fears, Trembling in song but to break in tears! Lo, to greet thee, spirits pressing, Soft music brings the gentle dove, And fair light falleth like a blessing, While my poor heart can bring thee only love. Hear me, sweet dreamer, Tell all my fears, Trembling in song but to break in tears! Hear me, sweet dreamer, Tell all my fears, Trembling in song but to break in tears! Worship thee angel, love thee mere woman! Yes, for that love perfects the soul! None the less of heaven that thy heart is human, Blent in one exquisite, harmonious whole. Hear me, sweet dreamer, Tell all my fears, Trembling in song but to break in tears! Hear me, sweet dreamer, Tell all my fears, Trembling in song but to break in tears! |
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