Trust me, my young Délie, Enjoy these youthful summers; Life's dawn is fresh and free, Beholden by the lovers; Restrained, (in vain) wisdom Condemns our sighs, This amorous intoxication Is worthy of some highs. If love is a reverie, Let us linger awhile, stay, Let us embrace the lie And forget about the day; And, since with the dream Happiness leaves forever, Before it attempts to flee, Let us die in our error.
Étienne de Jouy (1764-1846) Translated by Prontobard 2022