Rebirth

(Albert Lethecheur - Marc Ysaye - Mario Guccio - Jean-Paul Devaux) He had stayed in the bottom of a wardrobe For two years, he had not made anybody laugh Waiting in his black room hoping that the door would open He had not aged one day His face had kept all its features And his eyes were shinning with the oncoming of the show Finally the day so much hoped for had come He could see his rebirth First his head tactfully rose like a child still asleep Then his chest and slowly his arms and his legs I could see he was in good running order Softly he made a smile of satisfaction at the puppeter Everybody wanted to see the show which looked like a feast And when the lights went out he appeared inq moonbeam, He was dress in white with a red rose on his heart! He did pirouettes He mimed a rope dancer Walking in the air A loving violinist playing the music of the fair A little girl with a white balloon winked at him. The puppet stopped, and slowly he pulled the threads which He did the same with his arms and his head Now he could do his show all alone The children were charing harder and harder The crowd was delirious . He could see he was in good running order Softly he made a smile of satisfaction at the puppeteer Before leaving the stage. He pulled the red rose attached to his heart And he threw to the little girl's feet She let go off her white balloon and took the rose...