Francis Combes (1953-): The Good Life

Translated by Timothy Adès

On the banks of the Rhine
In my grandmother’s land
The weather was fine

The sky pale as wine
The lime trees were grand
For this nipper of nine

We were sitting outside
Our table was there
Not far from the bar

In the gold-blond air
It was close to a weir.
Leave nothing untried!

Life is trouble and toil
I’d been given, I know,
Nibbles sizzled in oil

The Rhine rolling slow
(Life’s fun for our species
But hard for small fishes)

Translation: Copyright © Timothy Adès

from La France aux 4 vents

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