"Tant que cette eau coulera doucement
Vers ce ruisseau qui borde la prairie,
Je t'aimerai," me répétait Sylvie.
L'eau coule encor,
elle a changé pourtant.

Plaisir d'amour ne dure qu'un moment,
Chagrin d'amour dure toute la vie.



The Pleasure Of Love

Love's pleasure lasts but a moment
Love's sorrow lasts all throughout life.

I would have left everything
for faithless Sylvia,
But she left me and took another lover.

Love's pleasure lasts but a moment
Love's sorrow lasts all throughout life.

"As long as the water flows gently
To the stream that borders the meadow,
I will love you", repeated Sylvia to me.
The water still flows,
but she has changed.

Love's pleasure lasts but a moment