Adieu great bridge with its horizontals
its arches its walls and its staircases
its iron red-painted and balustrades
Adieu great bridge that bathes its feet and legs
Adieu to this house with its verticals
its mauve roofing tiles and grey shutters
its radio turned way way up on Sundays
Adieu to this house that I am leaving
Adieu to city life oblique
its bare paving stones and black asphalt
its bold outlines its mephitic bones
Adieu city here where memory dies
