Wake me up

Wake me up, when I’m dead,
I want to see New York again
And climb into the Empire State Building,
I want to see the Metropolitan Museum again
See again his archaeological museum.

Wake me up, when I’m dead,
I want to see the big whales again
On the long island road,
I want to see the yellow squirrels again
On the lawns of Central Park,

Wake me up, please, when I’m dead,
Iwant to talk about New York, at school
With the young girls of Saint Joseph,
With Marie, Gaëlle and Aurelia,
With Jennifer, Melanie and Julie,

Wake me up, when I’m dead,
I want to sleep again on 14th street,
Speaking American, with strangers,
Buy a big cheeseburger on 42nd Street,
Read again, Anne Sexton and Ted Kooser, poets of character,
See my name displayed on Times Square. *

    * I am just joking



Réveillez-moi, quand je serai mort,
Je veux revoir New York
Et monter dans l’empire State Building,
Je veux revoir le Metropolitan Museum
Et son musée d’archéologie.

Réveillez-moi, quand je serai mort,
Je veux revoir les grandes baleines
Sur la route de long Island,
Je veux revoir les jaunes écureuils
Sur les pelouses de Central Park,

Réveillez-moi, quand je serai mort,
Je veux parler de New York,
Avec les filles de Saint Joseph,
Avec Marie Gaëlle et Aurélie,
Avec Jennifer, Mélanie et Julie,

Réveillez-moi, quand je serai mort,
Je veux dormir dans la quatorzième rue,
Parler américain, avec des inconnus,
Acheter un cheeseburger sur la 42ème rue,
Relire Anne Sexton et Ted Kooser, poètes de caractère,
Voir mon nom s’afficher sur Times Square.
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George Avatar
November 30, 2024 at 12:59 AM
Whether you are joking or serious, one thing is quite clear, you have a deep liking for the bustling New York city. Don't go to 42nd street to buy cheeseburgers... it will prove poisonous.....!
Rodrigues Avatar
June 6, 2024 at 9:53 AM
A charming poem, Yann! New York and Paris always great to return to! Love it!
Rolland Avatar
June 6, 2024 at 3:08 PM
Thank you so much, Kim, the dream goes on
Buhagiar Avatar
June 6, 2024 at 1:35 AM
Once dead, I prefer to forget everything. Too much good and bad in my past. Best forgotten.
Rolland Avatar
June 6, 2024 at 3:11 PM
thanks Victor, for the comment, may be an other life could be better, i can understand that, send you some blessings
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