La Mort du cygne [English translation]

Above the misted lake

He stands still alone

Crying under the moon

The last king of Bavaria

Lost his country, yesterday

He bends his neck

On the blurred reflection

Of the shivering water

He abandons himself

And in the rain

A swan slowly dies

If you go remember that

Remember that my life will disappear almost immediately

The solitude has always killed the birds

If you go remember that

Remember that my life will disappear almost immediately

The solitude has always killed the birds

He glides without wing

Tears from the sky

Fall onto his wings

And the soul in pain

His body topples over

A swan died at twilight

If you go remember that

Remember that my life will disappear almost immediately

The solitude has always killed the birds

If you go remember that

Remember that my life will disappear almost immediately

The solitude has always killed the birds