It’s when we’re going home together, you and I,
I love you most, and when we’ve traveled far
I know that I will never have to say goodbye,
though sometimes I may have to say “au revoir”.
We go our separate ways together all the time,
capricious capers, belle behind a wether,
and wait, as furtively as if it were a crime,
for heavy moments lighter than a feather.
The songs of John Latouche have been revived in “Taking a Chance on Love” (“Recalling a Sondheim Precursor, ” devised by Erik Haagensen) (Anita Gates, “Recalling a Sondheim Precursor, ” The New York Times, March 3,2000) . One of Latouche’s songs, “It’s Going Home Together, ” apparently is one-layered and treacly compared with Sondheim’s “It the Little Things You Do Together”.
3/3/00
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem