E Parrez Langonned [English translation]

Goodbye, my father, my mother

Goodbye my friends

Goodbye to you, young people

From the parish of Langonnet

I was not given the choice

I had to leave

I was sent to the ocean

Leave my Brittany

I had a lot of grief

By going to do my service

I had left Langonnet

The flower of my youth

I had left at her mother's house

My beloved girlfriend

I was sent to Lorient

And there they put me the coat

My eyes were burning

The wind was high

In the sky there were stars

Which threw me their clarity

If I had been to school

I would have written a letter

To tell all my sorrows

And my greatest misery

The voyages have ended

My time had come

I was back home

My service ended

The nightingale rose

And sang a melody

Find my Brittany

I had arrived in my house

The first one I saw

It was the little servant

And I asked her

To inform my girl

"She's there, in the big room

With youth

Musicians await her

To go to the church "

Hearing this

I was stunned

I ran to the other end of the village

And over there I saw her

You heard, comrades

Here's an opinion:

If you want to be deceived

Go and do your service

And be congratulated

You all, young girls,

To make cocus the boys

Who will serve France