The Seine keeps flowing

Under the Mirabeau Bridge runs the Seine

under the Mirabeau Bridge -

And our love

and our loves also -

I must bring to mind once again

I need to remember that

That joy always came after pain

joy always follows sorrow.

Cometh the night chimeth the hour

And when night's bell tolls

The days go on I lack power

the days take their departure -

I alone remain

Hands joined face to face each of us abides

Whilst beneath

Holding hand in hand,

The bridge our arms form slides

let us sit face to face while

The weary water of love forever's tides

underneath the bridge

of our arms pass eternal

Cometh the night chimeth the hour

gazings on such weary waves.

The days go on I lack power

And when nights bell tolls

Love passes like this running stream

the days take their departuure -

Love takes its leave

I alone remain

Life is a dream

And Hope a dangerous extreme

Love is flowing fast

away, just as these flowing

Cometh the night chimeth the hour

waters flow away

The days go on I lack power

slow as life itself flows by -

how violent Hope becomes.

On go the days and on go weeks again

Not time gone by

And when the night's bell tolls

Nor love can one regain

the days take their departure -

Under the Mirabeau Bridge runs the Seine

I alone remain

Cometh the night chimeth the hour

The days passing by,

The days go on I lack power

the weeks passing by - and yet

neither our past time

nor our loves return - under

Mirabeau Bridee flows the Seine -

And when night s bell tolls

the days take their departure -

I alone remain