High above cross and trumpet baptised in smoke and fire my clumsy-footed angel --- Hello there my, my Friend Carlos !

Carter and horse at once
justice and whim together.
He used to spit on his palms -
Hold on, carthorse of glory!

Singer of gutter miracles,
grubby, arrogant friend -
Hullo there, you who prefer
topaz to diamond !

Now yawn, play your trump card
my thunderbolt of cobbles,
and rake this horse's shaft
once more with your angel wing.