Elle ne croyait pas by Ambroise Thomas Tenor voice Key: A flat French, English and Italian languages. Translation of French Lyrics She never believed it true, so candid was her soul, That love which early grew and slept with in her heart, Would change in one short day, to ardor strong and bright, And mingle …
- Elle ne croyait pas by Ambroise Thomas
- Tenor voice
- Key: A flat
- French, English and Italian languages.
Translation of French Lyrics
She never believed it true, so candid was her soul,
That love which early grew and slept with in her heart,
Would change in one short day, to ardor strong and bright,
And mingle trouble with her dream of love’s delight.
To give to the pale faded flowers, All the freshness in all their bloom.
All spring time! give to them the dews and fragrant showers.
O my heart! give to them to them, one bright ray up thy sunshine!
In vain I longed to hear what her sweet lips would say,
I seek in vain to chase her secret griefs away;
My glances cause her fear, and though my voice is low,
One word excites her soul and tears begin to flow.
To give to the pale faded flowers, All their freshness and all their bloom.
O springtime! Give to them the dews and fragrant showers.
O my heart give to them give to them bright ray of sunshine!
Elle ne croyait pas French lyrics here
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Thomas: Elle ne croyait pas
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- Elle ne croyait pas by Ambroise Thomas
- Tenor voice
- Key: A flat
- French, English and Italian languages.
Translation of French Lyrics
She never believed it true, so candid was her soul,
That love which early grew and slept with in her heart,
Would change in one short day, to ardor strong and bright,
And mingle trouble with her dream of love’s delight.
To give to the pale faded flowers, All the freshness in all their bloom.
All spring time! give to them the dews and fragrant showers.
O my heart! give to them to them, one bright ray up thy sunshine!
In vain I longed to hear what her sweet lips would say,
I seek in vain to chase her secret griefs away;
My glances cause her fear, and though my voice is low,
One word excites her soul and tears begin to flow.
To give to the pale faded flowers, All their freshness and all their bloom.
O springtime! Give to them the dews and fragrant showers.
O my heart give to them give to them bright ray of sunshine!
Elle ne croyait pas French lyrics here




