Le Zèbre [The Zebra]

Recording: Mary Ellen Callahan, Zara Lawler, and Margaret Kampmeier

Le zèbre, cheval des ténèbres,
Lève le pied, ferme les yeux
Et fait résonner ses vertèbres
En hénissant d’un air joyeux.
Au clair soleil de Barbari,
Il sort alors de l’écurie
Et va brouter dans la prairie
Les herbes de sorcellerie.
Mais la prison, sur son pelage,
A laissé l’ombre du grillage.

The zebra, horse of the shadows,
Raises his hoof, closes his eyes
And makes his vertebrae resound
With his joyous whinnying.
In the bright sun of Barbary,
He comes out of the stable
And grazes for enchanted grass
On the prairie.
But the prison, on his coat,
Has left shadows of the bars.