Baltique

Baltic

They might have been afraid that I'd piss
On the marble of the holy water font
Or worse, that I'd squat down
In front of the immaculate altar
Afraid that I'd lift my leg
Somewhere in the aisles
Where this ungrateful crowd sits
Talking to us about humanity
They might have considered perhaps
That it's not a very Catholic love
The love of a dog for its master
So, they deprived me of hymns

Yet one day I know well
God will recognize the dogs

Here I am in front of the chapel
Under this rain that I don't care about
Held on a leash by a faithful one
Allergic to places of prayer
People talk next to me
You're lucky, at least you
Suffering doesn't touch you
Emotion is for humans
And to think they claim to be Christian
And they don't even understand
That the love in a dog's heart
Is the greatest love there is

Yet one day I know well
God will recognize the dogs

I could live on the street
Be kicked around
Eat much less than I deserve
Sleep on the wet pavement
In exchange for a caress
Occasionally a piece of bread
I give all my tenderness
For eternity or beyond
Let me know when someone
Will love a man like me
Like I loved that human
That I cry just as much as you

Yet one day I know well
God will recognize the dogs
Yet one day I know well
God will recognize the dogs