L'Annee derniere a Marienbad

From Last Year at Marienbad, Alain Resnais, 1961

...as if the floor was still
sand and gravel, or stone slabs...

over which I advanced
once again...

through the corridors,
salons, galleries...

the structure of this mournful
mansion from another age...

this huge and luxurious mansion...

...silent rooms,
where footsteps are absorbed...

by carpets so heavy, so thick...

that one hears no step...

as if the very ear of him
who advances once again...

...transverse corridors
leading to deserted salons...

encrusted with the ornamentation
of another age...

silent rooms,
where footsteps are absorbed...

by carpets so heavy, so thick...

that one hears no step,
as if the very ear...

...stone slabs, over which
I advanced once again...

through the corridors,
salons, galleries...

the structure of this mournful
mansion from another age...

this huge and luxurious mansion...

where corridors without end
follow upon corridors...

silent, deserted...

encrusted with cold,
heavy ornamentation...

paneling, stucco,
moldings, marble...

black mirrors,
shadowy paintings, pillars...