Iberian lynx
returns to the wild.
Oh, what a rare glimpse
at her coat so mild,
at her tufted ears,
at her kohl-rimmed eyes,
where valleys are deep
and mountains are high.
Before that you were
a captive-born cat.
Оh, what a bad share
that made you so sad!
And now you are free
like winds in the rocks,
where creeks are so clear
in mysterious fogs.
Iberian lynx,
in a cage you’ve been bred.
The Spanish sun’s fierce,
the sunsets are red.
Run, lynx, up the path,
look for a cool place!
Forget your dark past,
explore the new space.
A radio collar’s
on your spotted neck.
Search for a deep hollow
and never come back.
You were on the brink
of extinction, rocks’ child…
Iberian lynx
returns to the wild.