Le Pont Mirabeau
By Guillaume Apollinaire
The Seine flows under the Mirabeau bridge
And our loves
He has to remind me of that
Joy always came after pain.
Vienna at night strikes the hour
The days go by I remain
Hands in hands let’s stay face to face
While under
The bridge of our arms passes
Eternal gazes the wave so weary
Vienna at night strikes the hour
The days go by I remain
Love goes like this running water
Love flies away
How slow life is
And as Hope is violent
Vienna at night strikes the hour
The days go by I remain
Pass the days and pass the weeks
Neither time spent
Neither love returns
The Seine flows under the Mirabeau bridge.
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