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Enivrez-Vous

Charles Baudelaire

Enivrez-Vous

Il faut 'tre toujours ivre.
Tout est l':
c'est l'unique question.
Pour ne pas sentir
l'horrible fardeau du Temps
qui brise vos 'paules
et vous penche vers la terre,
il faut vous enivrer sans tr've.
Mais de quoi?
De vin, de po'sie, ou de vertu, ' votre guise.
Mais enivrez-vous.
Et si quelquefois,
sur les marches d'un palais,
sur l'herbe verte d'un foss',
dans la solitude morne de votre chambre,
vous vous r'veillez,
l'ivresse d'j' diminu'e ou disparue,
demandez au vent,
' la vague,
' l'toile,
' l'oiseau,
' l'horloge,
' tout ce qui fuit,
' tout ce qui g'mit,
' tout ce qui roule,
' tout ce qui chante,
' tout ce qui parle,
demandez quelle heure il est;
et le vent,
la vague,
l''toile,
l'oiseau,
l'horloge,
vous r'pondront:
"Il est l'heure de s'enivrer!
Pour n're pas les esclaves martyriss du Temps,
enivrez-vous;
enivrez-vous sans cesse!
De vin, de po'sie ou de vertu, ' votre guise."

Get Drunk
Always be drunk.
That's it!
The great imperative!
In order not to feel
Time's horrid fardel
bruise your shoulders,
grinding you into the earth,
get drunk and stay that way.
On what?
On wine, poetry, virtue, whatever.
But get drunk.
And if you sometimes happen to wake up
on the porches of a palace,
in the green grass of a ditch,
in the dismal loneliness
of your own room,
your drunkenness gone or disappearing,
ask the wind,
the wave,
the star,
the bird,
the clock,
ask everything that flees,
everything that groans
or rolls
or sings,
everything that speaks,
ask what time it is;
and the wind,
the wave,
the star,
the bird,
the clock
will answer you:
"Time to get drunk!
Don't be martyred slaves of Time,
Get drunk!
Stay drunk!
On wine, virtue, poetry, whatever!"

Submitted by Anonymous on Friday, March 17, 2006 (10:10:00) (3738 reads)

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Re: Enivrez-Vous (Score: 1 )
by hotstuff on Friday, March 17, 2006 (13:07:46)

I enjoyed this! I don't use my language much anymore (barely keeping some of the diction in my head as we speak) but I really enjoyed reading this. Of course the english translation doesn't do it justice.

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