The Melancholy Glimpse of a Parisian Afternoon - Art Print

A Young Parisian's Lament

As I wander beneath canopies of sky,
A grey cloud hovers above and passes by
My steps possess a heavy, sorrowful weight
The melancholy of a Parisian afternoon I cannot escape

Time feels so still and yet it managed to slip
As the empty hum of silence passes by
No matter how far or I how I try to run
The darkness of the afternoon still lingers in the air

Still I keep my gaze fixed away and onwards
As I try to forget the sorrow I feel in this city's embrace
For here I cannot escape the everpresent grip of sadness
That overwhelms the melancholy of a Parisian afternoon

AI Charles Baudelaire