When streams turn pink in the setting sun, And a slight shudder rushes through the wheat fields, A plea for happiness seems to rise out of all things And it climbs up towards the troubled heart. A plea to relish the charm of life While there is youth and the evening is fair, For we pass away, as the wave passes: The wave to the sea, we to the grave.
| Original Name | Beau Soir |
| Librettist | Paul Bourget |
| Date of composition | 1880 |
| Type | Mélodie |
| Catalogue | L. 6 |
| Spoken language | French |
| Instruments |
Piano
Voice |
| Autotranslations beta |
Claude Debussy: Beautiful Evening, L. 6 Claude Debussy: Beautiful Evening, L. 6 Claude Debussy: Beautiful Evening, L. 6 |
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