Tous les arbres sont en fleurs [English translation]

All of the trees are in bloom

and the forest has taken on the colors

that you liked.

Pink apple trees against a blue sky

have the scent of happy days—

nothing has changed.

A little snow is left—

some of the snow that you shoveled.

I remember

when I awoke that I saw only

springtime breaking out

in our garden.

You laughed like a child—

you never made it up

when you laughed.

When your clear eyes gazed at me,

you knew how to see through me—

to read every thought.

You were so strong and yet

I rocked you like a child

when you cried.

I hurt you many times,

yet my entire life is you

whom I want to love.

Peter, I love you—

I had no one but you,

but you are now nothing but a shadow

who sleeps next to me.

When I came back home late sometimes,

you did not go to bed without me.

You waited up for me—

you talked to me all night—

about what our life might be like

if I wanted it.

One stormy evening before Christmas,

you told me it was sunny

and I believed it.

I remember, you told me,

that we would never leave one another—

and I believed it.

Peter, I love you—

I had no one but you,

but you are now nothing but a shadow

who sleeps next to me.

Why these flowers in the garden?

This blue night illuminated

by the stars?

I sense that spring is coming back

but that does nothing for me—

except to hurt me.

Despite everything—despite the weather—

I see you laughing and running

across the fields.

This was my last true springtime—

you went asleep for a long time—

for far too long.

In another world very far away,

is there a garden

more beautiful than the one here?

A grand theater where my love

replays and continues each day

to love life?

• Artist:Nana Mouskouri