Sunflower (version Anglaise de Ah Tournesol)

Ah, Sun-Flower! weary of time, 
Who contest the steps of the sun 
Seeking after that golden clime 
Where the traveller's journey is done 

Where the Youth pined away with desire, 
And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow 
Arise from their graves, and aspire 
Where my sun-flower wishes to go