The girls of dawn
I still can go back to them.
Their body is wrapped
in love and gold
the roll of a dice could win.
In their eyes dwell
dreams unthought-of
as all of you still sleep
as dawn sees them go by in pairs
And I come well after dawn
as the sun rises in Saint-Jean
I’d like to tell them I still love you
You, who always walk away
The boys of dawn
slip their body into
worn denims.
With nervous fingers
they comb their hairs
and move outside.
In their eyes dwell
the dreams of the strongest
the wars they still wage
as dawn sees them march in pairs
And I come well after dawn
as the sun rises in Saint-Jean
I’d like to tell them I still love you
You, who always walk away
The lovers of dawn
still abandon themselves
in crumpled sheets
heart still pounding.
Is it love or death
that holds them embraced?
In their eyes dwell
some dreams I used to dream so hard
for you to stay some more
as dawn watched over us both.
And I come back well after dawn
as the sun rises in Saint-Jean
I’d like to tell them I still love you
You who always walk away.