THE MIRABEAU BRIDGE

Under the Mirabeau Bridge runs the Seine

And our love

I must bring to mind once again

That joy always came after pain

Cometh the night chimeth the hour

The days go on I lack power

Hands joined face to face each of us abides

Whilst beneath

The bridge our arms form slides

The weary water of love forever's tides

Cometh the night chimeth the hour

The days go on I lack power

Love passes like this running stream

Love takes its leave

Life is a dream

And Hope a dangerous extreme

Cometh the night chimeth the hour

The days go on I lack power

On go the days and on go weeks again

Not time gone by

Nor love can one regain

Under the Mirabeau Bridge runs the Seine

Cometh the night chimeth the hour

The days go on I lack power