(Shadows still. A scene half-lit.)
The proud cock cries out:
I'll not be silent!"
And again, drunk with daybreak,
The bright glee
Of a sudden flight:
Plumes or voice of sheer crimson,
Fly up to the light for my sake,
Make all my pain be gone.
And before the wide yellow dawn
The cock's comb rises: Hie!
(Sky. The stage is set.)
Translated by Reginald Gibbons