Текст песни Поль Верлен - Обет

Girlfriends of youth and young desires!
Lucky eye and Gold Hair!
Aroma aroma, adolescent
And the keenness of timid blazing lobsies!

But where are these days of careless bodies,
Days of sincere love? Alas, autumn thunderstorms
They did not bring, - and so the frost reigns
Shopping, fatigue and no charming.

Now I am alone, sulling and lonely.
So an old man lives his best time
The sister abandoned, so the sirota rustles.

About Woman, with soul and flattering and simple,
Who won't surprise anything and who sometimes
As a mother, with a smile quietly in the forehead kisses!