Autumn's Song

Autumn's Song/La Chanson D'Automne by Paul Verlaine

The Long Sobs
Of Autumn's
Violins
Drown my heart
With a torpid
Monotony.

Suffocating
And all pale when
The clock tocks,
I recall
The old days
And I cry.

And I go away
To the windy day
Which takes me
Here and there
Just like a
Falling Leaf.

Translation, Third-Rate Poet