MIRABEAU BRIDGE

The Seine keeps flowing

under the Mirabeau Bridge -

and our loves also -

I need to remember that

joy always follows sorrow.

And when night's bell tolls

the days take their departure -

I alone remain

Holding hand in hand,

let us sit face to face while

underneath the bridge

of our arms pass eternal

gazings on such weary waves.

And when nights bell tolls

the days take their departuure -

I alone remain

Love is flowing fast

away, just as these flowing

waters flow away

slow as life itself flows by -

how violent Hope becomes.

And when the night's bell tolls

the days take their departure -

I alone remain

The days passing by,

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