Rages de César Rages|of|Caesar Cäsars Zorn Fúria de César César's Rages

L'Homme pâle, le long des pelouses fleuries, Chemine, en habit noir, et le cigare aux dents : L'Homme pâle repense aux fleurs des Tuileries - Et parfois son oeil terne a des regards ardents... The Man|pale|the|along|of the|lawns|flowering|He walks|in|suit|black|and|the|cigar|in the|teeth|The Man|pale|he thinks back|to the|flowers|of the|Tuileries|And|sometimes|his|eye|dull|he has|some|looks|ardent |блідий||||||||||||сигара в зубах|||||переглядає||||Тюїльрі|||||тьмяний|||| The Pale Man, along the flowered lawns, Walks, in a black suit, with a cigar in his teeth: The Pale Man thinks back to the flowers of the Tuileries - And sometimes his dull eye has fiery glances...

Car l'Empereur est soûl de ses vingt ans d'orgie ! For|the Emperor|he is|drunk|of|his|twenty|years|of orgy ||||||||оргій زیرا امپراتور از بیست سال عیاشی مست است! For the Emperor is drunk on his twenty years of orgy! Il s'était dit : "Je vais souffler la Liberté Bien délicatement, ainsi qu'une bougie ! " He|he had|said|I|I will|to blow|the|Liberty|very|delicately|as|as a|candle ||||||||||так само як|як свічку| او به خود گفته بود: "من آزادی را به آرامی مانند یک شمع فوت می‌کنم!" He had told himself: "I will blow out Liberty Very delicately, like a candle! " La liberté revit ! The|freedom|it revives ||снова оживає الحرية تعمل من جديد ! آزادی دوباره زنده شد! Freedom is revived! Il se sent éreinté ! He|himself|he feels|exhausted هو يشعر بالتعب ! He feels exhausted! Il est pris. He|he is|caught لقد تم القبض عليه. He is caught.

- Oh ! Oh - Oh! quel nom sur ses lèvres muettes Tressaille ? what|name|on|his|lips|silent|it trembles |||||німі| what name on his silent lips trembles? Quel regret implacable le mord ? What|regret|relentless|it|it bites What relentless regret bites him? On ne le saura pas. We|not|it|we will know|not |||ми знатимемо| Bunu bilmeyeceğiz. We will not know. L'Empereur a l'oeil mort. The Emperor|has|the eye|dead İmparatorun ölümü gözünde. The Emperor has a dead eye.

Il repense peut-être au Compère en lunettes... - Et regarde filer de son cigare en feu, Comme aux soirs de Saint-Cloud, un fin nuage bleu. He|he thinks back|||to the|Comrade|in|glasses|And|he watches|to drift|of|his|cigar|in|fire|Like|on the|evenings|of|||a|thin|cloud|blue |||||Кум|||||||||||||||||||тонка блакитна хмара| Belki de gözlük takan Arkadaş'ı düşünüyor... - Ve Saint-Cloud akşamlarında olduğu gibi, yanan sigarasından ince bir mavi bulut çıkışını izliyor. He may be thinking back to the Man with Glasses... - And watches a fine blue cloud drift from his burning cigar, Like on the evenings of Saint-Cloud.