Zmija / Snake

— Čudna si ti životinja — reče joj napokon — tanka kao prst . . .
— A ipak sam moćnija od kraljevskog prsta — reče zmija.
Mali princ se nasmiješi.
— Nisi ti baš moćna . . . nemaš čak ni noge . . . a ne možeš ni putovati . . .
— Mogu te odnijeti dalje nego brod — reče zmija. Ona mu se omota oko gležnja poput zlatne narukvice.
— Koga ja dotaknem, taj se vraća u zemlju iz koje je došao — nadoda ona.
— Ali ti si čist i dolaziš s jedne zvijezde . . .

“You are a funny animal,” he said at last. “You are no thicker than a finger …” “But I am more powerful than the finger of a king,” said the snake. The little prince smiled. “You are not very powerful. You haven’t even any feet. You cannot even travel. . .” “I can carry you farther than any ship could take you,” said the snake. He twined himself around the little prince’s ankle, like a golden bracelet.
“Whomever I touch, I send back to the earth from whence he came,” the snake spoke again. “But you are innocent and true, and you come from a star …”