I work all day,
Said Simple John,
Myself a house to buy.
I work all day,
Said Simple John,
But Pierrot wondered why.
For Pierrrot loved the long white road,
And Pierrot loved the moon,
And Pierrot loved a star-filled sky,
And the breath of a rose in June.
I have one wife,
Said Simple John,
And,faith,I love her yet.
I have one wife,
Said Simple John,
But Pierrot left Pierrette.
For Pierrot saw a world of girls,
And Pierrot loved each one,
And Pierrot thought all maidens fair
As flowers in the sun.
Oh, I am good,
Said Simple John,
The Lord will take me in.
Yes, I am good,
Said Simple John,
But Pierrot's steeped in sin.
For Pierrot played on a slim guitar,
And Pierrot loved the moon,
And Pierrot ran down the long white road
With the burgher's wife one June.
I don't know exactly who I'm supposed to be cheering for - Pierrot or Simple John. Pierrot seems to be embracing life more fully than John, but John is more faithful, and tries harder to be good. I can't support Pierrot and his womanizing ways, but I can understand not wanting to feel tied down to any one person or thing. I like this poem, even though I can't wrap my head around it entirely.
a poem of what will be will be? and what we see and what we do is all part of life's great mystery.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like this poem
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