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
--Translated by Peter Dean
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