And After All, All These, My Pretty Rose
And after all, all these, my love
I adore you and will always love you, my dove
After so much hubbub and confusion
After so much chaos and tribulation
After so many wacky discussions
After so many funny contentions
After so many false accusations
After so many weak oppositions
After so many vain humiliations
After so many terrible deeds
After so many wills
After so many avowals
After so many strange rainbows
After so many real lies
After so many misunderstandings
After so many crazy pleadings
After so many futile quarrels
After so many useless looks
After so many hodgepodge and perils
After so many manias and childish gestures
After so much insults and chimeras
After so much contempt and paramilitary wars
After so many litany roars
After so many laconic reactions
After so many bitter uproars
After so many backward speeches
After so many elegiac poems
After so many demonic emblems
After so many incredible crevasses
After so many days and nights of irksomeness
After so many drunken and diseased sweats
After so many fast and furtive tears
After so many things that I wouldn't dare to detail
And after so many others that I wouldn’t like to list
I love you, I want you and I will continue to love you
Love is a madness swollen with inexplicable lust
Words and lyrics are sometimes incapable tools
To properly define the destiny and the exegeses of the soul
No one is perfect except a woman's imagination
Men are always wrong. Strong men never own
The appropriate reason whatever the season
After all, all these, my pretty rose
The firmament wouldn't turn tenebrous
The spring wind has come to garland Mother Nature
Birds fly and sing. What a joyous adventure
The future will tell the rest. Like a scribe in verve, I can't wait to write
And after all these, I love you and I want to confirm all my chitchats.
P.S. Translation of ‘Après Tout, Tout Cela, Ma Jolie Rose’ by Hébert Logerie
Copyright© February 2022, Hébert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
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