Deux petits chaussons [English translation]

Listen to this air

It's a banal story

About that earthworm

in love with a star

Which often makes

the big ones weep...

Two little bootees of white satin

On a clowns heart were dancing merrily

They turned, turned, turned, turned

Turned always

The more they turned, the more they suffered from lovesickness

Two little bootees and over them

The most beautiful eyes I've ever seen

Under long light, light hair

And which they needed to adore

Vermilion nose

The hut over the temple

Like a butterfly

Under the spotlights

By night, he played

But while the people

Laughed...

Two little bootees of white satin

On a clowns heart were dancing merrily

They've turned, turned, turned that on one summer eve

The clowns heart puffed out and stopped

Two little bootees of white satin

On a clowns heart were dancing merrily

At age of twenty, we do not always know

That even a clown, can die of broken heart