From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums Our friends, they are departing From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums Death gallows our dulcine'es From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums Other flowers try the best they can From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums Men lament while women wail I'm coming I'm coming But what I would have dearly loved once more To haul my bones towards the sun, towards summer Towards spring, towards tomorrow I'm coming I'm coming But what I have dearly loved once more To see if the river is still the river To see if the port is still the port To see me there still I'm coming I'm coming But why me? Why already? Why now? Where to go? I'm coming Of course I'm coming Have I ever done anything but be coming? From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums Each time all solitary From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums Each time super numerary I'm coming I'm coming But what I would have dearly loved once more To take love like one takes the train to be more alone To be elsewhere. to be content. I'm coming I'm coming But what I would have dearly loved once more To fill a trembling body with stars And fall down dead consumed with passion My heart in ashes I'm coming I'm coming It's not you who is early It's now me...It's now me who is late I'm coming Of course I'm coming Have I ever done anything......anything but be coming? I'm coming I'm coming I'm coming
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