I missed it! Oh supreme power!
Another ... and it is my father...
another ... to these is the king,
she whom I adore has kidnapped me!< br/>the bride promised to me!
Ah! how pure and beautiful was the day,
the day without day, in which,
drunk with hope,
we were allowed to wander in the shadows, alone together,
in the sweet soil of France,
in the forest of Fontainebleau!
In the forest of Fontainebleau