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Under the bridge Mirabeau runs the Seine
And our loves
It is necessary that it remembers me
The joy always came after the sorrow

Comes the night sounds the hour
The days from go away I remain

The hands in the hands let us remain face to face
While under
The bridge of our arms passes
Eternal glances the so tired wave

Comes the night sounds the hour
The days from go away I remain

The love from goes away like this running water
The love from goes away
As the life is slow
And as the Hope is violent

Comes the night sounds the hour
The days from go away I remain

The days pass and pass the weeks
Nor last time
Nor the loves return
Under the bridge Mirabeau runs the Seine

Comes the night sounds the hour
The days from go away I remain

Guillaume Apollinaire (1880 - 1918)

This bridge is not called Mirabeau but Mandela, the Seine is always there; -)

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