The Scorpion

I'll tell you something :
In south of France
There's a cruel game
Played by kids !
They take burning coal
Dispose it in circle
The put in the center
Right in the middle a noble creature.
That is the scorpion, with its mortal sting
Here in its prison, the water sign
In a circle of fire, laughed at by the kids.

And then they watch
Kids are fascinated
The scorpion stands still
Until the heat is too high
It the tries to escape !

Ah ! Ah ! The children guffaw
Ah ! Ah ! How funny !
Look ! Look ! Scream the children
Look ! Look ! It tries to escape

The animal hang around,
Looking for a way out
Meticulously, but there's none.
Kids laugh as it returns at the center
He awaits, enduring its torture.
But the fire burns so strong !
It is so desperate
That its terrible sting rises up
And the noble scorpion strikes to death !

Kids are fascinated
The scorpion is motionless
The heat was too high
It choose the last escape !

Ah ! Ah ! The children guffaw
Ah ! Ah ! How funny !
Look ! Look ! Scream the children
Look ! Look ! How it dies !