The fifth planet was very strange. It was the smallest of all. There was just enough room on it for a street lamp and a lamplighter. The little prince was not able to reach any explanation of the use of a street lamp and a lamplighter, somewhere in the heavens, on a planet which had no people, and not one house. But he said to himself, nevertheless:
"It may well be that this man is absurd. But he is not so absurd as the king, the conceited man, the businessman, and the tippler. For at least his work has some meaning. When he lights his street lamp, it is as if he brought one more star to life, or one flower. When he puts out his lamp, he sends the flower, or the star, to sleep. That is a beautiful occupation. And since it is beautiful, it is truly useful."
When he arrived on the planet he respectfully saluted the lamplighter.
"Good morning. Why have you just put out your lamp?"
"Those are the orders," replied the lamplighter. "Good morning."
"What are the orders?"
"The orders are that I put out my lamp. Good evening."
And he lighted his lamp again.
"But why have you just lighted it again?"
"Those are the orders," replied the lamplighter.
"I do not understand," said the little prince.
"There is nothing to understand," said the lamplighter. "Orders are orders. Good morning."
El quinto planeta era muy curioso. Era el más pequeño de todos. Había en él justo el lugar necesario para alojar un farol y un farolero. El principito no lograba explicarse para qué podían servir, en algún lugar del cielo, en un planeta sin casa ni población, un farol y un farolero. Sin embargo se dijo a sí mismo:
"Posiblemente este hombre es absurdo. Sin embargo es menos absurdo que el rey, que el vanidoso, que el hombre de negocios y que el bebedor. Al menos, su trabajo tiene un sentido. Cuando enciende su farol, es como si hiciera nacer una estrella más, o una flor. Cuando apaga su farol, se duermen la flor o la estrella. Es una ocupación muy linda. Es verdaderamente útil porque es linda."
Cuando abordó el planeta saludó respetuosamente al farolero:
- Buenos días. Por qué apagaste recién tu farol ?
- Es la consigna – respondió el farolero – Buenos días.
- Qué es la consigna ?
- Apagar mi farol. Buenas noches.
Y volvió a prenderlo.
- Pero por qué volviste a prenderlo ?
- Es la consigna – respondió el farolero.
- No comprendo – dijo el principito.
- No hay nada que comprender – dijo el farolero. – La consigna es la consigna. Buenos días.
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