Éducation sentimentale
Maxime Le Forestier
Sentimental Education
Tonight in the mist
We'll go, my brunette
To gather oaths
This wild flower
That wreaks havoc
In children's hearts
For you, my princess
I'll make braids
And in your hair
These oaths, my beauty
Will make you cruel
To your lovers
Tomorrow at dawn
We'll go again
To glean in the fields
To gather promises
Flowers of tenderness
And sentiment
And on the hill
In the wildness
You'll lie down
In my arms, my brunette
Illuminated by the moon
You'll give yourself
It's at dusk
When the dragonfly
Falls asleep in the marsh
That we must, neighbor
Leave the hill
And quickly return
Say nothing, my brunette
Not even to the moon
And me, in my corner
I'll go alone
I'll know how to be silent
I won't say anything
Tonight in the mist
We'll go, my brunette
To gather oaths
This wild flower
That wreaks havoc
In children's hearts
For you, my princess
I'll make braids
And in your hair
These oaths, my beauty
Will make you cruel
To your lovers
