Here you will find the Poem Awakening of poet Jean Cocteau
Grave mouths of lions Sinuous smiling of young crocodiles Along the river's water conveying millions Isles of spice How lovely he is, the son Of the widowed queen And the sailor The handsome sailor abandons a siren, Her widow's lament at the south of the islet It's Diana of the barracks yard Too short a dream Dawn and lanterns barely extinguished We are awakening A tattered fanfare
