Il dort. Quoique le sort fut pour lui bien étrange,
Il vivait. Il mourut quand il n'eut plus son ange.
La choise simplement d'elle-même arriva.
Comme la nuit se fait lorsque le jour s'en va.
He is asleep. Though his mettle was sorely tried,
He lived, and when he lost his angel, died.
It happened calmly, on its own.
The way night comes when day is done.
Il vivait. Il mourut quand il n'eut plus son ange.
La choise simplement d'elle-même arriva.
Comme la nuit se fait lorsque le jour s'en va.
He is asleep. Though his mettle was sorely tried,
He lived, and when he lost his angel, died.
It happened calmly, on its own.
The way night comes when day is done.
( Victor Hugo )
[ Les Misérables ]
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