CHARLOTTE MEW

Seventeen years ago you said 

    Something that sounded like Good-bye; 

                    But I. 

  To this and that say Good-bye too; 

    And everybody sees that I am old 

    That nobody can love their way again 

                    While over there 

  You will have smiled, I shall have tossed your hair.

                                         Co jsi to tenkrát říkala,

                                              znělo to jako sbohem, že?

                                              Každý si myslel, že jsi zemřela,

                                                             já ne.

                                              Tak i já, zkostnatělý už,

                                             řekl jsem sbohem, jako ty.

                                              Každý si všiml, že jsem starý muž,

                                                             ne ty.

                                              Jednoho rána slunce líbalo

                                             jak chlapec dívku, když si přísahali

                                               lásku, nad kterou nikdy nebylo,

                                                           nebude ani.

                                             Ty smála ses a já ti vlasy hladil.