Neither the most agreeable Argentines,
Nor the race tracks on the Pampas,
Have the power to distract from his bad mood
The Consul General of France to La Plata!
We whisper the poor man’s story:
His life was crossed by a fatal love,
And he was swept up in the disastrous opium craze;
At that time he occupied the post at Singapore…
– He loves to gallop on our bitter plains,
He envies the wild life of the gaucho,
Then he returns to his Consular Palace,
And his sadness drapes him like a poncho…
He never notices, I am quite sure,
How Lolita Valdez smiles at him at every feast,
In spite of his graying temples, and his face
Ravaged by the fevers of the Far East…
(Henry Jean-Marie Levet)
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