My love when you leave

When you walk away

It's my moon vanishing

It's my sun disappearing

I do not eat

And your delicious food sleeps under the covers

I drink hard at night, very late

Like a blotting paper

You are my moon and my sun

At night, I have no sleep

Since your beautiful body is not there

Mine stayed very cold

In the absence of your warmth

Too far from happiness.

 

When you leave

I do not sing

I am late

Slow is my stepping

It's death

My thoughts are on you, on you

Everything annoys me under the roof

It's my sun that's not there

It's my moon that slips away

And it's the exodus of my hope

Under the non-starry vault in the evening.

Love, you see

That I love you with passion

You are my treasure, my good

You're the one who gives me the way

To live with the greatest respect

In an atmosphere of love and peace.

 

Love, when you leave

My pen is weeping

I'm scared, I'm dying

And I drink like a bibulous sleeve.

 

P.S. Translation of “Amour Quand Tu Pars” by

By Hébert Logerie

 

Copyright © December 2002, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved

Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.