Va c'hi Fido

MY DOG FIDO

 

Ah! my dog! od knows how much there is between us.

Between your nature and the soul of your mistress

Only lie knows why and how

You live at her look, you die at her death

And through what sort of pity for our heart he will give you

To love again to people who are no longer loved by anyone!

 

For that humble little animal asleep at my feet

I never wounded your heart with a harsh word

While taking my hand away from your affectionate tongue.

But forever and always in you I have respected

The Goodness of the Creator your Master and Mine.

All Creatures are brothers and all are to respected by me.

 

When, my dog FIDO, your look is on mine

Only tranquility understands our mute conversation

When I need to sit down. When I need to kneel

Your eye opens suddenly; you jump up to sniff me

You read my pain in the depth of my eyes,

In the wrinkles of my brow, you read my chagrin

To distract me and try to ease my pain

You gently grip my hand, gently without hurting.

 

June 1968.