Liza Lehmann - En Septembre

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Les petites fleurs du fossé
Renoncules et marguerites
Ont des sourires du passé
Et de vieux airs de choses dites

Tous les chemins où j'ai goûté
Mes heures tranquilles et douces
Où j'ai souffert, où j'ai douté
Avaient de ces fleurs dans leurs mousses

Chacune est liée à mon cœur
La plus fraîche et la plus vulgaire
Comme le rire d'une sœur
Comme le regard d'une mère

Je les cueille par les chemins
Quand viennent les jours de septembre
Et je les porte à pleines mains
Dans les coins obscurs de ma chambre

Leur gerbe aux reflets attristés
Par de muettes harmonies
Me fait songer aux vieux étés
À toutes les choses finies

Marguerites et boutons d'or
Je me dis qu'après tant d'années
L'homme n'a pas appris encor
A rajeunir les fleurs fanées
Nous guérissons du souvenir
Sans jamais guérir de la vie
Et les fleurs qui doivent finir
Toujours tiennent l'âme asservie

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