L'ART DE L'ENFANCE - THE ART OF CHILDHOOD

                                            CHUT.....BEBE DORT......


                                     Il serre ses petits poings en dormant

                                      Comme c'est touchant et pourtant,

                                         De quoi peuple-t-il ses rêves ?

                                        Il trie, il classe en parfait élève :

                                    Les sons, les mouvements des lèvres,

                                    Les lumières et les apparitions brèves.

                                      Toutes choses qu'il doit apprendre

                                      Dans l'urgence.........sans attendre

                                            Car pour mériter de naître,

                                     Il faut se montrer digne de ses maîtres.

                                     Le lait n'est  pas gratuit....

                                                    ........Le sait-il le petit chéri ?



 MY TRANSLATION

Hush!
                                      HUSH.. ... BABY SLEEPING ......
 

                                   He squeezes his small fists by sleeping

                                      How touching and nevertheless 
                
                                  With what does he populate his dreams ?

                                He sorts out , he classifies in a perfect pupil :

                                       Sounds, movements of the lips,

                                    The lights and the brief appearances.

                                       All things which he has to learn

                                     In the urgency...... without waiting 

                                        Because to merit to be born,

                          It is necessary to show itself deserving of his masters.

                                 The milk is not free ....

                                          ....... Does he know it the little darling?