THE BALLAD OF JEAN ARTHUR THE GAUL

Desolate, the eye complains about the night
And an Assyrian dog sniffs it out in the throat

Even though they thought me crazy before
On account of my evening custom of smoking jades
The Loyolesca laughter of Verlaine, his foolish friends
Irritated my nights of glands and gems

They did not understand that among them
I was the Olympic zeal of inconstancy

Balada de Juan Arturo el Galo

Balada de Juan Arturo el Galo

Desértico el ojo se queja de la noche
Y un perro asirio husmea en la garganta

Aunque antes me creyeran loco
Por mi costumbre vesperal de jades humeantes
La loyolesca risa de Verlaine, sus amigos idiotas
Irritaban mis noches de glándulas y gemas

Es que no comprendían que yo era en todos ellos
El olímpico afán de la inconstancia