Stewball [English translation]

He had a name: Stewball. It was a fine white horse.

He had become my idol,

I was just ten years old.

Our brave poor old father,

to buy this thoroughbred,

had put into that business

the last quid he could bet.

Coz he had become intent

on making a champion

to pay off all of our debts,

finish paying the home.

He tried his luck,

one fine day,

wrote the name of Stewball

on a jolly Sunday

for the Prize in Saint Paul.

Yes, I know, my father

said, Stewball' s gonna win

But, just after the river,

oh, Stewball fell down.

When the veterinarian

with one jab put him down

I could see my father cry

for the very first time.

He had a name: Stewball.

It was a fine white horse.

He had become my idol,

I was just ten years old.

• Artist:Hugues Aufray