Le Retour - Maria-Ricarda Wesseling & Nathalie Dang, Lili Boulanger, Nathalie Dang

Ulysse part la voile au vent

Vers Ithaque aux ondes chéries

Avec des bercements la vague roule et plie

Au large de son coeur la mer aux vastes eaux

Où son oeil suit les blancs oiseaux

Egrène au loin des pierreries

Ulysse part la voile au vent

Vers Ithaque aux ondes chéries!

Penché oeil grave et coeur battant

Sur le bec d’or de sa galère

Il se rit, quand le flot est noir, de sa colère

Car là-bas son cher fils pieux et fier attend

Après les combats éclatants

La victoire aux bras de son père

Il songe, oeil grave et coeur battant

Sur le bec d’or de sa galère

Ulysse part la voile au vent

Vers Ithaque aux ondes chéries

Odysseus sets sail to the wind

Towards Ithaca with cherished waves

With rocking the wave rolls and bends

Beyond her heart the sea of ​​vast waters

Where his eye follows the white birds

Scattered away from the gems

Odysseus sets sail to the wind

To Ithaca with cherished waves!

Bend down grave eye and beating heart

On the golden beak of his galley

He laughs, when the flood is black, at his anger

For there his dear pious and proud son awaits

After the fierce battles

Victory in the arms of his father

He thinks, grave eye and beating heart

On the golden beak of his galley

Odysseus sets sail to the wind

Towards Ithaca with cherished waves