Mirabeau Bridge
Translation of Guillaume Apollinaire’s Le pont Mirabeau
’Neath Mirabeau Bridge flows the Seine
And our love
Must I recall then
That joy came always after pain
Come the night, sound the hour
The days pass, I endure
Hand in hand let’s stand face to face
While under
Our bridge of arms race
The floods tired of the eternal gaze
Come the night, sound the hour
The days pass, I endure
Love runs out as these waters flow
Love runs out
As our life is slow
And as our hopes in violence grow
Come the night, sound the hour
The days pass, I endure
The days pass and the weeks pass then
Nor time past
Nor love comes again
’Neath Mirabeau Bridge flows the Seine
Come the night, sound the hour
The days pass, I endure
Reuben Thomas
October 1998–February 2000, 22nd–30th April 2018
This document was translated from LATEX by HEVEA.
Last updated 2019/10/28