Debussy: Chansons de Bilitis, L. 90 - 2. La Chevelure - Marilyn Horne, Martin Katz, Claude Debussy

Il m’a dit: «Cette nuit, j’ai rêvé

J’avais ta chevelure autour de mon cou

J’avais tes cheveux comme un collier noir

Autour de ma nuque et sur ma poitrine

«Je les caressais, et c'étaient les miens;

Et nous étions liés pour toujours ainsi

Par la même chevelure, la bouche sur la bouche

Ainsi que deux lauriers n’ont souvent qu’une racine

«Et peu à peu, il m’a semblé

Tant nos membres étaient confondus

Que je devenais toi-même

Ou que tu entrais en moi comme mon songe.»

Quand il eut achevé

Il mit doucement ses mains sur mes épaules

Et il me regarda d’un regard si tendre

Que je baissai les yeux avec un frisson

He said to me: “Last night I dreamed

I had your hair around my neck

I had your hair like a black necklace

Around my neck and on my chest

“I stroked them, and they were mine;

And we were forever bound like this

By the same hair, mouth to mouth

As two laurels often have only one root

"And gradually it seemed to me

So confounded were our members

That I was becoming you

Or that you entered me as my dream."

When he had finished

He gently put his hands on my shoulders

And he looked at me with such a tender gaze

That I looked down with a shiver