Ballade de Melody Nelson [English translation]

This is the story

Of Melody Nelson

Nobody apart from me

Ever held her in their arms

Hard to believe

But that’s the way it is

She had love in her

Poor Melody Nelson

Yes she had tons of it

But her days were numbered

Fourteen autumns

And fifteen summers

A wild little creature

That Melody Nelson

An adorable tom boy

And such a delicious child

Whose skin I only

Briefly touched

Oh! My Melody

My Melody Nelson

Lovely stupid girl

You were the quaint

Essence of

My reason.