TYLTYL,
Wait. Yes, my bird…
Where is he? Ah! There in the cage!
Mytyl, do you see the cage?
That’s the one that Bread was carrying.
Yes, yes, that’s the same one;
But there is only one bird.
Where has the other one gone to?
Wait, it’s blue!
It’s my turtle-dove!
Only it’s bluer than when I went away.
Why, it’s the very Blue Bird.
That we’ve been looking for.
We went so far off.
And here he was!
Mytyl, do you see the bird?
>"L'oiseau bleu" by Maurice Maeterlinck