Under the Mirabeau Bridge flows the Seine

Under the Mirabeau bridge flows the Seine

Of our loves

           And our love

And must I be reminded of them when

     Comes back to memory again

What joy we had forever came with pain

Where always joy came after pain

The hours chime as night follows day

Comes night, the hours sound

Days go by while I stay

Days go round in which to drown

We’ll wait hands in hands face facing face

Hand in hand, face to face

As under the

          While underneath

Bridge of our arms the empty space lets pass

     The bridge of our embrace

A wave weary of our eternal gaze

Eternal gazes, weary waves

The hours chime as night follows day

Comes night, the hours sound

Days go by while I stay

Days go round in which to drown

Love slips away like this water’s flow

Love goes away like the water flows

It must go

          Love goes away

Because life is too slow

     Like life is slow

And hope is violence and vertigo

And like Hopefulness is violent

The hours chime as night follows day

Comes night, the hours sound

Days go by while I stay

Days go round in which to drown

Days drag on and weeks drag on

Pass the days, pass the nights

Neither can

          Neither time past

Time past return nor loves gone

     Nor love comes back

Under the Mirabeau Bridge flows the Seine

Under the Mirabeau bridge flows the Seine

Comes night, the hours sound

Days go round in which to drown