Les berceaux by Gabriel Faure SSA - Sheet Music

Les Berceaux The CradlesLe long du quai, les grands vaisseaux,Que la houle incline en silence,Ne prennent pas garde aux berceaux,Que la main des femmes balance.Mais viendra le jour des adieux,Car il faut que les femmes pleurent,Et que les hommes curieux,Tentent les horizons qui leurrent!Et ce jour,la les grands vaisseaux,Fuyant le port qui diminue,Sentent leur masse retenuePar l'c1me des lointains berceaux. Along the quay, the great ships,silently listing to the swell,are unmindful of the cradlesrocked by the women's hands.But the day of parting will come,for it must be that women weep,and men with inquiring minds,attempt alluring horizons.And on that day the great ships,leaving the port growing smaller in thefeel their hulls held backby the soul of the distant cradles.