Le petit cheval blanc [English translation]

The little horse under rough weather,

He had so much courage!

He was a little white horse,

All behind and him ahead.

There never was any fine weather,

In this bleak landscape.

There never was any spring,

Neither behind, nor ahead.

He was always happy though,

Leading the village's guys

Through the field's black rain

All behind and him ahead

His carriage would go by, following

His pretty little wild tail.

That was when he was happy,

All behind and him ahead.

But one day, under rough weather,

A day he was so good!

He died with a white lightning,

All behind and him ahead.

He died without seeing fine weather,

He had so much courage!

He died without seeing spring,

Neither behind, nor ahead.

• Artist:Georges Brassens