A Arca de Noé

Seven in colors, suddenly
The rainbow is unleashed
In the clear and happy water
Of the little river in the woods

The sun, through the transparent veil
Of the rain of gold and silver
Shines resplendently
In the sky, on the ground, in the waterfall

And the door of the ark opens
Slowly, frankness emerges
The joy and the white beards
Of the prudent patriarch

Seeing in the distance that mountain range
And the plains so green
Noah says: 'What a good land
To plant my vines'

Now go, at the open door
Suddenly, hesitating
Slowly, long and uncertain
An elephant's trunk appears

And from a hole
A monkey's face
Appears at a window
Peeking and disappearing

'The forests are all mine!'
Roars the proud lion
'I'm also a child of God!'
One protests, and the tiger - 'No'

The ark, disjointed
Seems like it's going to collapse
Among the jumps of the animals
All wanting to get out

Finally, with great effort
Going in line, in pairs
Some angry, others scared
The animals are leaving

The largest ones come first
Holding their heads high
And the weak ones, humbly
Come behind, as in life

Far away the rainbow fades
And since this story happened
When the veil of night falls
The stars rise in glory

They fill the sky with their whims
In the midst of the silent night
The animals' voices are heard
In the repopulated land