המתת השור

Mallows

Above roses, phlox and zinnias
in full bloom, towering in the garden are the mallows,
unscented and without the glow of the purple,
like a tearful pale face
beneath the golden light

and then gently, gently in the wind
the delicate blossoms blow away, the retinue of summer

Betty Knobel
sung by Jessy Norman
1985

In french, it sounds so much better too
shall i add its translation in french ?
or do i bore you with all my music and tears ?