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Lydia, sur tes roses joues,
Et sur ton col frais, et plus blanc
Que le lait, roule étincelant
L'or fluide que tu dénoues.

Le jour qui luit est le meilleur :
Oublions l'éternelle tombe.
Laisse tes baisers de colombe
Chanter sur tes lèvres en fleur.

Un lys caché répand sans cesse
Une odeur divine en ton sein :
Les délices, comme un essaim,
Sortent de toi, jeune Déesse !

Je t'aime et meurs, ô mes amours !
Mon âme en baisers m'est ravie.
Ô Lydia, rends-moi la vie,
Que je puisse mourir toujours !

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Lydia, on your pink cheeks,
And on your cool collar, and whiter
Let the milk roll sparkling
The fluid gold that you unravel.

The day that shines is the best:
Let’s forget the eternal grave.
Leave your dove kisses
Sing on your blooming lips.

A hidden lily spills endlessly
A divine smell in your breast:
The delights, like a swarm,
Come out of you, young Goddess!

I love you and die, oh my loves!
My soul in kisses is delighted to me.
O Lydia, bring me back to life,
May I always die!

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Thomas Oboe Lee Cambridge, Massachusetts

Thomas Oboe Lee was born in China in 1945. He lived in São Paulo, Brazil, for six years before coming to the United States in 1966. After graduating from the University of Pittsburgh, he studied composition at the New England Conservatory and Harvard University. He has been a member of the music faculty at Boston College since 1990. ... more

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