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, the weeks pass and 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, 3rd May 2024

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This document was translated from L^AT_EX by H^EV^EA.

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Last updated 2024/05/03