La Noyée [English translation]

You’re drifting away

On the river of memory

And I running along the bank

Shout at you to come back

But slowly you slip away

And in your frantic race

Little by little I recover over you

Some of the lost ground

From time to time you sink

Into the moving liquid

Or else, brushing past some brambles

You hesitate and wait for me

Hiding your face

Inside your upturned dress

For fear of being disfigured

By both shame and regrets

You’re now but a poor wreck

Carrion floating by

But I remain your slave

And jump into the brook

When the memory stops

And the ocean of forgetfulness

Breaking our hearts and heads

For ever makes us one again