Owl, king of your nights – voice & piano
duration: circa 1’30
I wrote the original poem in french many years ago, during adolescence!
Description
Owl,
king of your nights,
What rage will take you
When you know
That I saw you
Walking bent
Towards your lodging.
Owl,
sad friend of the hidden shadows
that whisper her name,
what good are those big eyes and those ears
pricked up in the branches
if the dawn takes
the owl from your nights?
Hibou,
roi de tes nuits,
Quelle rage te prendra
Quand tu sauras
Que je t’ai vu
Marcher courbé
Vers ton gîte.
Hibou, triste compère
des ombres cachées
qui murmurent son nom,
à quoi bon ces grands yeux
et ces oreilles dressées dans les branches
si l’aurore enlève
la chouette de tes nuits ?
