Rudy [English translation]

She has a glass of gin on her hands

Over the chair, a Balmain scarf

Her name is Fantastica Rudy

Alone over the bed, it's almost six

Over a pretty suntanned body

A subtle light arabesque

The record player starts sounding again

Tom Jobim's bossa nova songs

From deep within the garden

The murmur of the afternoon

She reads two pages of Apollinaire

Her most loved poem is 'Le Chat'

She lets her hair down and smiles

She keeps smoking with her nose turned upwards

Tearing a picture apart

Counting the lines on the walls

'It would be good if I got up

Because it's almost six

I need to hurry and do well

Before Daddy comes back home'

She gets off bed in silence and then goes

On her toes, over there

To her two children's room

The gas finds them embraced to her

So beautiful, as samba plays, in the darkness

With the same smile of Rudy